1967 A Cultivator (2)

Li Zong cut to the chase. "Now that you've returned, I can provide you with a new identity and ensure the safety of you and your people from Zhu Tianlong."

Yun Lintian recognized the sincerity in Li Zong's eyes. There was no doubt the General would keep his word. 

"I deeply appreciate your help, General Li," Yun Lintian said, taking a sip of tea.

"Call me Grandpa Li," Li Zong interjected.

"Alright, Grandpa Li," Yun Lintian smiled. "While I value your concern, I don't require your assistance. You're a man of honor, and intervening could tarnish your reputation."

"Reputation?" Li Zong scoffed, shaking his head. "If possible, I'd gladly trade every bit of honor and fame I've earned for the lives of my fallen comrades." 

As a world war veteran, Li Zong had entered battle alongside his fellow villagers at a mere twelve years old. Countless comrades had fallen throughout his journey.