"Major General, you're injured." Before Shuangzi could finish, she followed the Major General's gaze toward the storefront, and suddenly, it was as if she'd seen a ghost—her eyes widened in shock. M-Major General's wife?
Unbelieving, Shuangzi rubbed her eyes. It really was the Major General's wife. When she looked back at the Major General, his gaze had turned into a deep, dark ink that couldn't be dispersed, his whole body stretched tight like a bowstring on the verge of snapping.
How could this be possible? Hadn't the Major General's wife been in an accident eight years ago? The scene had been so horrific, even her remains couldn't be found.
Richard Shaw gestured for his subordinates to stand down. The man stood silently amidst the shards of crystal, transitioning from his initial shock, disbelief, and despair to overwhelming joy and, finally, bitterness.
