Chapter 895: An Umbrella, A Steamed Bun_1

"Nineteen. One year older than you, Seventh Miss."

"Why did you start executing missions so late?"

"Probably because...I'm not capable enough." Gufeng's pale face grew shy, "But mainly, it's because the others took care of me."

Jiang Ning laughed, "Perhaps the others do not trust you very much?"

Gufeng chuckled, "It's more like Gucheng is too ambitious, and since he is experienced, the general prefers to assign him the important and dangerous tasks."

"Right, Gucheng said he used to get injured quite frequently."

"Yes, he would risk his life during missions, sparing no cost as long as he could complete the mission." Gufeng shook his head, "Every time he'd return, he would be covered in wounds, sometimes even soaked in blood from head to toe. It seems he... has a bit of a bloodlust, like he enjoys killing and being injured. We've all suspected that there might be times when he intentionally doesn't protect himself and ends up getting hurt."