Xuzhou took the Candy Beans, put on a serious face, and formally said to Mu Jianling, "Thank you, Teacher."
"Um." Mu Jianling slightly lowered his eyes and observed this boy who had just turned eighteen. His physique was already very tall and burly, but his somewhat youthful face bore the determination and resilience of a warrior.
He—
was like a gradually flourishing poplar, resisting the possible storms of sand...
In the 131st Combat Department, Xuzhou's abilities, talent, or personality were not particularly outstanding, but he already possessed the most noble character of a warrior. Children like him, faces like his, Teacher Mu Jianling had seen too many, too many, and had also sent away too many, too many.
One session after another.
They stepped onto the battlefield and built a solid wall for the Alliance.
Many of them were scattered among the Six Great Armies of the Alliance, becoming the backbone of the Legion...
