Li Muyang took a deep breath and said in a low voice, "I'll return to Jin Chen tomorrow and apologize to the leader personally!"
"Apologize? For what crime? Do they know Yang Chen is back? Yang Chen died two years ago. Are you going to tell them Yang Chen didn't die back then and has returned? And while you weren't careful, didn't watch out, he's gone again? Who are you trying to shock?" Old Zhuo scolded.
"I..." Li Muyang's face turned crimson with anger and embarrassment, not knowing what to do.
"Forget it!" Old Zhuo stood up, turned around, and looked at a painting in the room, saying, "Let Yang Chen be forever a spiritual symbol!"
Li Muyang looked at the painting and instantly understood.
This painting was given to Elder Zhuo by the leader during the Long March: Live as a hero, die as a ghost hero!
Aren't these ten words describing Yang Chen?
"I understand!" Li Muyang nodded deeply.
At this moment, Xiaowang's phone rang in his arms.
