That storm had failed to bring Wang Zheng down. He had survived unscathed.
Not only that, he had gained another star and been transferred from Military Region Commander to the General Political Department.
Though it was an idle post, he was more than happy with it.
As he got older, his mind had begun to decline as well. He handed the vital duty of guarding the border to the younger generation and retreated behind the scenes.
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Several days later, City of Beijing.
Several military vehicles drove into the Military Family Compound.
The guards at the entrance stood ramrod straight and gave a perfectly standard military salute.
"We're back, City of Beijing." Chi Yu got out of the car, looked around, and sighed with emotion.
But compared to Hong Kong, it was simply heaven and earth apart. The mainland still had a long and arduous road ahead.
"Let's go! We're going in."
"Mm."
The group entered Wang Zheng's home.
The place was furnished with all manner of antique furniture, while several pieces of calligraphy and paintings hung on the walls, casually created by Wang Zheng in his spare time to cultivate his sentiments.
"This is my home, so don't stand on ceremony. Sit." Wang Zheng smiled at everyone.
The enormous house contained only Wang Zheng himself. No one knew why.
Ever since they had recognized each other last time, Chi Yu had never seen Wang Zheng with any family.
For decades, he had remained single, devoting his entire life and all his emotions to the country.
"Second Uncle, after all these years, have you never considered finding someone?" Unable to hold it in any longer, Chi Yu finally asked what had been troubling him.
At that, Wang Zheng shook his head and smiled.
He slowly rose and walked over to