"They are not innocent," Rong Xing said, gently patting his head to calm him down. "They were aware of the risks when they joined us. We did not force anyone to participate in this war."
Deng Wu nodded, his face resting against Rong Xing's chest. Tears continued streaming from his eyes, but Hui Yue couldn't help but smile faintly at the sight of Deng Wu's expression—a hidden satisfaction had surfaced in Rong Xing's gaze.
Hui Yue understood Deng Wu had the opportunity to become more acquainted with Rong Xing's presence, and he felt relieved. Though Deng Wu seemed shaken after taking so many lives for the first time, it was not the kind of trauma he wouldn't recover from.
Rong Guang spent a long time observing Deng Wu, clearing his throat before finally shifting his gaze to Hui Yue.
