Chapter One Hundred and Sixty-One: Recruitment

"Indeed."

Xu Yuan replied softly, his eyes carrying a bit of admiration, "In life, there are things one does and things one does not do. There are always things in this world that need to be done by someone."

Upon hearing this, Colonel Wang cracked a smile, but the next moment, he heard the other's calm voice gently coming through:

"But utterly meaningless."

"....."

The air froze.

At these words, Colonel Wang didn't know how to respond.

Xu Yuan flipped to the last page of the book in his hands and looked at the sharp characters written in fresh ink:

"The handwriting is decent, Wang Jiadian; this must be your courtesy name, right? You come from a well-to-do family?"

"...."

Colonel Wang hesitated for a moment but still followed the other's lead and said,

"It's a long story. My father was once an official in Daze Continent, and twenty-eight years ago, he was exiled to serve in the army here."