Jiang Wu calmly said: "Lu Xuan, you are the finest soldier I've ever seen. Your passionate dedication fuels your indomitable spirit, your unwavering integrity instills a heart fearless of challenges, and your patriotism grants you a heart unafraid of life and death, but..."
At this moment, the military chief's hands slightly trembled as he spoke: "But you've endured too many trials. Each time fate has spared you, you've returned from the brink of death, yet to this day I do not know if it's a blessing or a curse. So many battles have made you witness the death of comrades firsthand, but you manage to survive every time. Lu Xuan, do you know, seeing your daily agony, there are times I genuinely wish you wouldn't come back."
When the military chief said this, Song Qingyu's delicate frame began to tremble softly. She understood the chief's meaning, but such words were terrifyingly unsettling.
