Do You Want To Give Up?

He had quite a few holidays.

Jack lowered his eyes slightly. No one knew what he was thinking about. Mu Yuan's heart skipped a beat. "You… What do you want to say?"

He had a bad premonition as he looked at Jack with a heavy gaze. He had resisted the stress from home; he resisted his thoughts and everything else. Even though he could not be honest with the people around him, he tried his best to make everyone know so that they would not force or pressure him further. He had also asserted his determination.

Even though his father was so angry that he wanted to beat him to death, he had never mentioned a word of giving up. He gritted his teeth. Why? Was it to hear him say he wanted to retreat now?

Jack lifted his head and looked at Mu Yuan. Asian men had youthful looks. Mu Yuan was still young, and he lived in an innocent environment. Even though he was used to seeing life and death in the front lines, he still had a youth's eyes—clean and bright.