"I know that the battlefield is cruel. In the last few letters, father told me how to adjust my state of mind." Gu Xin looked at Lu Zheng and paused for a moment before continuing, " I'm not immersed in sadness. I was just thinking that the cloud Sea tribe might find out that something was wrong with the quicksand Kingdom at any time, so I had to be prepared at all times. Father said that we have to fight a war prepared. This way, those who had been sacrificed would not be sacrificed for nothing. By being prepared, the sacrifice would be reduced to the minimum. The battlefield is ever-changing. If I collapse, they won't see any hope. I have to hold on. "
Lu Zheng looked at Gu Xin with mixed feelings. In the end, he patted Gu Xin's head, " "Xinxin has grown up."
