"His defense of the title no longer requires the glory of war to add glory to him. What he needs to understand is the cruelty and injustice of war."
The bead curtain trembled for a while, and the faint fragrance of lotus wafted, shaking the room into silence. Suddenly I heard the caress of clothes, and saw the light green skirt passing under the bead curtain. A slight smile appeared in the man's eyes, and he bowed: "Yes, you are right."
The woman in the curtain seemed to let out a sigh: "You responded quickly! You are not afraid that he will skin you."
"The villain... Is scared"
The fragrance of the lotus gradually faded away, leaving only the sound of jade beads tapping. The man frowned and smiled with a meaningful smile.