Upon hearing this, Sima Zheng shook his head with a bitter expression. His weathered eyes were filled with complex emotions, but in the end, he chose not to explain.
Seeing this, Zhao Dong didn't pursue the matter. He changed the subject, "Commander, I won't press you about your own affairs, but can I know why you wanted me to protect Lin Qingyun in the first place? It wasn't your idea, was it? Who exactly gave the order?"
Sima Zheng frowned. "Zhao Dong, there are some things I can't tell you right now. It wouldn't be good for you to know these secrets too early."
Secrets? Zhao Dong's heart sank.
Sima Zheng continued, "Your questions will be answered soon. Just remember, no matter what, you must ensure Lin Qingyun's safety!" As he spoke, Sima Zheng looked out the window and murmured, "The crisis... is coming..."
Zhao Dong grew more and more confused. What crisis? Why all the mystery?
