Su Mu took a small step back and gently shook her head:
"Wen Han, this isn't fair."
Wen Han's hand froze in the air for a few seconds before he looked at her, "Where is it not fair?"
"Everywhere is not fair." After saying this, Su Mu settled back into the rattan chair, only this time she wrapped her arms tightly around herself, as if only in this way could she fully calm down. Wen Han watched her quietly, not pressing her, and stood looking up at the night sky:
"Su Mu, to be honest, I never thought I would fail."
Su Mu didn't speak, and Wen Han fell into silence too. On the battlefield his goals were clear, his actions swift and decisive, he had never hesitated. He always took out one enemy after another with speed, ferocity, and precision, achieving one target after another to the best of his abilities.
But he had never encountered the situation he was in now. He looked at Su Mu and spoke softly: