"Have you ever thought about leaving Myanmar and living a different life?"
An iron and fire interwoven military camp.
The owner of the Peace Hotel, who came as ordered, asked casually.
The atmosphere in the camp was perfectly normal, the soldiers were training hard, full of fervor, without even a hint of tension or oppression like a storm brewing on the horizon.
This fully illustrated how excellently the commissar was doing his job.
Though there shouldn't be such a position here.
"Don't worry, we're just having a private chat; Mr. Jiang absolutely didn't send me to test you."
Du Enqin added, not knowing whether it was to set one's mind at ease or to raise one's guard.
"Wei Hong left once but came back in the end."
Beside him, Wei Yi, who no longer depended on others and chose to pursue power and status, calmly and simply said, "People like us don't have the chance to start over."
