"Shen Ning'Er!"
"Shen Ning'Er!"
In that instant, every student present in the Forgotten Land committed a name to memory: Shen Ning'Er, the Alliance's youngest Major.
"No! Those cowards deserve to die! They deserve it!" Qin Tianxiong roared. He couldn't accept having his military rank stripped just like that. He had risked his life on the battlefield for his merits. As long as he completed this mission, an even better future awaited him.
His gaze was fixed on Shen Ning'Er.
He wanted to fight!
But he knew he couldn't win...
He hesitated, conflicted. Because of this, he failed to notice a figure who had silently crept up behind him, holding a shovel with a broken handle.
THUD! A dull sound rang out.
Qin Tianxiong felt a sharp pain in his head, and then he was sent flying involuntarily.
Gao Neng watched Qin Tianxiong soar through the air, his expression as calm as his tone. "You son of a bitch. You're the one who deserves to die!"
"..."
Silence fell once more.
