Old Man Bai, Old Man Qi, Zuo Li, and Xiang Rong listened to the singing, their thoughts drifting back to the remarkable years gone by.
In times of national crisis and suffering among the people, there always had to be those who took up the knife and shouldered the gun, defending the ravaged motherland...
They sacrificed countless lives and heads to usher in a new life and the rise of a powerful new country.
Now that the wars had ended, they, who knew only fighting but not politics, had become marginalized, pushed to the edge. However, their sincere hearts remained unchanged; even in destitution, seeing the common people fed and living stable lives was already a great consolation. They harbored grievances but no hatred.
Qi Xiaoyan's singing was so moving that it brought tears to everyone's eyes, deeply touching them.
