"Chen Ji, the world shouldn't be like this."
This sentence was unexpectedly spoken by Mr. Feng.
In the darkness, Chen Ji turned his head to look at the scholar in green beside him. The strands of frost between the man's temples were faintly visible. Chen Ji followed Mr. Feng's gaze to where he pointed—it was nothing but a boundless, endless night, even the starlight dimmed.
Mr. Feng lowered his arm, staring off into the distance and calmly stated, "Do you find it absurd? The court officials ignore the lives of the border army—do they not fear that if the border army collapses, their own lives will be in danger?"
Chen Ji said softly, "This humble servant indeed does not understand."
