In times of peace, you don't see danger because someone is blocking it from view.
And Chen Long was decidedly one of those shielding the ordinary people from peril.
Ye Feng couldn't help but admire Chen Long and his companions.
How many can face danger without fear?
And how many would step forward to protect the lives of people they have no relation to?
A hero cannot shed blood and tears at the same time.
Helping these heroes with a trivial favor was really nothing.
"Ye Kid, can you mass-produce this ointment? If so, I can make a decision for the military to purchase some from you."
It was at this moment, after a moment's thought, that Old Man Xu spoke to Ye Feng.
Soldiers are the closest to danger.
Every year there are countless soldiers with facial injuries from fires, floods, earthquakes, rescues, or accidents during drills.
These men are made of iron and won't complain, yet like anyone else, they hope to regain their former appearance.
