Imperial Capital, within a villa courtyard heavily guarded and layered with security, a guard stood loyally at Elder Lin's room entrance, safeguarding his security. At the same time, he also served as a personal care assistant.
Under this clear and sunny sky, looking out far from the window, the villa complex, lush as a wilderness, was particularly stirring to the soul. Located about a forty-minute drive to the southeast was the very place where Elder Lin and his fellow war veterans had once been awarded their honors.
As the years passed, those who had fought side by side as pillars of the nation were no longer present, with only a few remaining, among whom Elder Lin was the eldest. This year, he had reached the age of 123.
By now, his health was not just his own concern. Upstairs and downstairs in the villa, there were three medical personnel on call, and several leaders over the years had respectfully referred to him as: "The heart of the Republic!"
