"Please have a seat. I'm a reasonable person. Let go of your anger and let's talk," Kang Hua said in a calm and gentle manner.
Deng Hai was escorted to the instructor's office. The door closed, and the instructor deliberately locked it. Kang Hua walked over to his desk and took a seat. He looked at Deng Hai and spoke in a reassuring tone.
Deng Hai felt a sense of anxiety and uncertainty, unsure if he should sit down. Even though he was considered a member of society outside the army, his previous outburst and defiance towards Ye Sanshi, the class monitor, had now left him filled with regret.
Ye Sanshi's words had struck a chord with him, causing him to doubt his actions. Now, he didn't dare to sit or make a sound, standing in the instructor's office like a statue, silent and hesitant.
Observing Deng Hai's expression, the instructor's smile grew even softer. He could sense that there was still hope to guide this soldier.
