Middle East
He Longze returned a few days ago, after quelling the rebellion in some parts, he captured quite a few drug lords who had infiltrated from Ningdu. Those who remained unrepentant, he executed with a single shot, mercilessly.
On the battlefield, He Longze was a cold-blooded, ruthless Devil. Those who provoke him find no resting place even in death.
Even for Ye Chenxi, a man who was seen as cold and distant by outsiders, he was somewhat wary of him.
The night hung low, stars twinkling in the sky.
Still by the White Lake, the man sat cross-legged, the camouflage suit he wore added an inexplicable charm to him. He quietly watched the shimmering lake surface, his mind wandering to some unknown country.
Sometime later, another person sat beside him, smiling as he spoke, "What are you thinking about?"
"Your sister." He admitted frankly, without any hesitation.
