Zheng’s nose felt a bit stuffy. Kampa came here like everyone else, having lost hope in the real world. But WangXia was different. He had a pure heart just like his inner thought said, he still hadn’t been corrupted!
Many people live yet accomplish nothing. It was like they live to await their death. People who were truly living life had their beliefs, their dreams, something they would always cling onto. Something that once existed during childhood but vanished as the cruelness of reality kicked in while growing up. The previous Zheng was such person until he entered this world. His biggest goal right now was to revive his comrades then survive together!
People like WangXia deserved respect. Zheng looked at him differently, though Xuan was as indifferent as always.
