"I don't know. I have the desire to talk to you, do you understand? My husband often felt sorry and distressed for those dead comrades. He always blamed himself for it until the day he died. Before he died, he still told me to avenge those dead comrades," Stella said and paused.
The person also paused and did not speak, but he did not hang up either.
Silence was not a good thing.
Stella continued, "In fact, you could have killed me. Today, I was careless, but you didn't kill me. I think that you're a person with thoughts, passion, and a sense of justice."
"You don't have to praise me," the man said.
Stella smiled. "Because you have spared my life, hence, I'll do my best to help you if you have any requests."
"I saw that you had asked your people to retreat," the man said in a low voice.
Stella was slightly surprised. This man's observation and sharpness were better than she had imagined.
