Although he'd invited Jiang Qiuqiu over for a chat, it was Brother Leopard who did most of the talking.
He shifted through many different positions as he spoke, talking about all sorts of things. After each story, he would ask Jiang Qiuqiu, "Is this really boring? Do I talk too much?"
Jiang Qiuqiu watched him. Covered in thick fur, she couldn't see the man's expression, but she sensed a deep sadness in his heart. "No."
"It's really interesting. You're telling me things I've never heard before."
"Really?" He seemed to perk up a little. "Back then, on the battlefield… It wasn't that long ago, but it feels like it's been ages."
Unlike many people who remember the past as if it were the blink of an eye, Brother Leopard felt that the time between the battlefield and now had been ground down over many, many years. "But when you actually count it, it's only been ten years."
'Just ten years.'
"So you're a veteran from the battlefield?"
