"Special mission, I can't talk about it! But, I still made it back safely." After killing Luo Gang, Qin Jian hurried back home without delay.
All day long, he didn't even have a moment to catch his breath, rushing back from the Northwest.
The moment he confronted Luo Gang, the thought of death had already crossed Qin Jian's mind.
He was confident in his marksmanship, but that couldn't control the chaos of his thoughts.
At that moment, the image of An Hao surfaced in his mind—if he were to die with honor, the least he could do was leave a child to keep her company.
Qin Jian held An Hao close, his chin resting on her forehead, and whispered, "All that doesn't matter! What's important is, An Hao! Let's have a child!"
"Mmm." An Hao nodded obediently, feeling a desire for a child like never before; at least, if he was away on missions, she would have their baby for company.
