Feng Mountain couldn't help but feel more fond of the honest old soldier.
There wasn't much else he could do besides grow to like him more.
Paine's unique sense of responsibility and his simple nature were things Feng Mountain greatly admired.
A man like that, once he set his mind to something, would give it his all.
They met by the river, nodded to each other, and started their morning exercise together along the bank.
After a long run,
beads of sweat had formed on both Feng Mountain's and Paine's foreheads.
As they passed the Crown Colony Plantation, the two of them popped in for a look around.
Although the Fire Seed was working hard to restore life to the camp's riverbank, the after-effects of the cold snap were not to be underestimated.
The plantation was a desolate sight. The once-vibrant vegetables and strawberry seedlings were all frozen to death, leaving only a patch of rotting stalks and withered leaves.
All of this made Feng Mountain frown.
