He looked at the Xuanhan clan, undergoing changes and chaos.

He looked at the former high-level officials who were dying, leaving, and getting sick.

Sometimes, he wonders, if the eldest young master was here, would the scenery be different?

At least, the Xuanhan clan, which used to be harmonious and warm, is no longer lifeless and cold.

The smell of blood is felt inside and outside the clan.

The soldier's throat hurt, so he turned his back and looked up at the sky.

A good man, a true man, bleeds without shedding tears.

However, tears still welled up.

His hands were covered with iron gloves and he could not wipe his tears.

"I made the eldest young master laugh," he said.

Chu Changge closed his eyes, raised his face, and took a deep breath.

Immediately, he slowly opened his eyes and said, "I've been waiting for a long time. I'm back." The soldier laughed, "I knew you would come back, young master. You still have us and Xuanhan in your heart."
Chapter completed!