This night, gunfire filled the sky!
Wang Hao stood on the high platform of the Royal Palace, gazing at the distant battlefield.
Ye Ning, holding little Luisa's hand, walked over gently.
Although they tried to remain calm, their faces were etched with unease and fear.
"Big brother Wang Hao!"
Ye Ning called out softly.
Wang Hao turned around and smiled faintly at Ye Ning and Luisa.
"Haven't you gone to sleep yet?"
Ye Ning pouted and said, "How can we sleep with the war going on outside?"
Wang Hao put on a stern face and said, "War is a matter for us men, it has nothing to do with women and children!"
Luisa looked up at Wang Hao with her big, round eyes and asked, "War leads to death, to bloodshed, why do they still fight?"
Upon hearing Luisa's question, Wang Hao was at a loss for words.
For a moment, he didn't know how to answer that question, yes, war results in blood and death, so why do they still engage in it, wouldn't it be better if everyone coexisted peacefully?
