Enemy
Editor: Henyee Translations
Commander Xia's voice was very penetrating. Cracks appeared on the armor-like sorrow that enveloped Ye Jian.
Ye Jian, who was immersed in sorrow, moved her eyes slightly. There was a faint light in her black eyes. This faint light allowed Commander Xia to know that he could continue to persuade her.
He touched Ye Jian's head lightly. At this moment, Commander Xia wasn't the commander-in-chief of the military. He was just concerned about this child as a kind elder.
"You've already taken over Uncle Chen's gun and the responsibility he once carried. Now, the gun and the responsibility are in your hands. That's why he had a faint smile on his face when he left.
"Because he knows that you'll never disappoint him. Without him by your side, you'll still be able to walk forward bravely and become a world-class sniper rifle king like him. Ye Jian, you must bear with it and not disappoint your Uncle Chen."