To Find a Tour Guide

Qian’er accepted the endless stream of gifts. Looking at these people, her gaze was gentle but it was also tinged with animosity.

She knew that her husband was a militant and a militant was to enter the battlefield. Once on the battlefield, life and death were in the hands of god; either the enemy or their own people would fall.

If there came a day when a mishap happened to her husband, it would be caused by these people who were in front of her, passing her gifts with friendly grins.

With this understanding, this innocent lady could not help feeling the irony within, that she had to accept gifts from these people and listen to their sincere wishes.

Yutang’s troops from all four sides had mostly retreated now; the tables and stools that had stretched for tens of miles away were also packed away cleanly. It was as if nothing had ever happened on this quiet piece of land.

The occasion had finally come to its end.