"As long as you're alive, you have to look forward."
When Liu Yueqi didn't respond, Lin Feng continued,
"This disaster has already taken too many people, and it will continue to take more. But I hope that on the day we finally achieve victory, I'll still be able to see you there."
The young woman lowered her head, tears falling like raindrops. Lin Feng took off his Battle Armor and held her in his arms.
Liu Yueqi's ordeal was, in fact, even more painful than that of the survivors whose loved ones had died in the jaws of the Zerg Race.
From the moment she lost control of the situation and brought Zhang Xuan in—leading a wolf into her home—tragedy was inevitable.
After a long while, having vented her emotions, the young woman slowly pushed Lin Feng away. She then unfastened the saber from her waist and handed it to him.
Lin Feng froze for a moment, not understanding her intention.
