Gu Heng clenched his fists tightly, the muscles in his hands tense, his eyes filled with anger: "Was it you who did it?"
"What did I do? I don't understand what you're talking about." Jun Mochan's eyes were as black as ink, like a pure black gem, dazzling on the surface but as hard as ice beneath.
"Don't understand? Do you really not understand what I'm talking about? The border forces have been in turmoil lately, one officer after another disappearing without reason. Don't tell me you don't know about this." Gu Heng's eyes were blazing with intense anger.
How could he? These were soldiers who had been born to die for their country, having fought through numerous battles, did he not feel any guilt?
"They abandoned their families, their loved ones, their friends, and this is the end they meet. Do you deserve to be in this position?" Gu Heng roared.
