People were different from one another.
Not everyone could be like Jiang Xiao, killing his way from North River to Liaodong, then from Liaodong to Dameng, traversing the Central Plains Land and searching all across Ludong.
Conquering the Four Directions, bearing the pain alone.
It was obvious that Xin Ai'an was exhausted, utterly worn out, and in an extremely poor emotional state.
But how could Jiang Xiao be any different?
In just over a month, look at how far he had traveled and how many battles he had fought.
During the missions, situations like "I slept last night, so I won't sleep tonight" were everywhere. He worked harder than anyone else, and endured far more pressure than anyone else.
During such an intensely demanding mission, it was already remarkable that he could keep his heart unchanged.
But Jiang Xiao was certain that if news from Earth reached his ears, there would definitely be plenty of criticism.
Even with the intensity of the missions he had carried out, clearing six major provinces in just over a month, there would absolutely be people criticizing him for not doing enough.
If someone saw him chatting and joking with Blind Girl last night, they might even jump out and accuse him of neglecting his duties. Even though he had only chatted for a while, ten minutes later he had rushed off without pause to carry out a mission with Marda in the North Atlantic. This was one of the few ways Jiang Xiao had to find amusement amid hardship.
But in the eyes of certain people, this was an unforgivable crime.
The battles fought day and night and the achievements gained were all worthless. Forget chatting—even sleeping was a sin. It would be best not to breathe, since breathing would also distract him. Jiang