She was not saddened or distressed by this, nor would she kneel and beg for mercy from the enemy. To die standing was an honor unprecedented.
The enemy could kill her flesh, but they could never extinguish her spirit.
Shen Mingshu's calm and undisturbed gaze completely infuriated the enemy general. He violently grabbed her hair, forcefully making her raise her head.
"I really hate that look in your eyes," the enemy general said with venomous eyes, "so stubborn, refusing to submit, as if there's truly nothing that could completely kill you."
Shen Mingshu closed her eyes and remained silent.
Her heart, in fact, was filled with immense joy.
Because if she could hold them off for even one second longer, it meant saving the life of one more person.
