Everyone left the Martial Guard Division, walked through the streets and alleys, and headed toward the training ground outside Sky Wind Martial Hall.
The sky was faintly gray, and sunlight poured through the clouds, shining on everyone's faces yet failing to illuminate the heaviness in their eyes.
Their squad was now tattered and battered.
Gu Chang'an and Li Hongye walked at the very front, followed by Zhou Yue, Lin Wan'er, and Song Zong.
As for the others?
Gao Ling'er was still recuperating in quiet seclusion.
Liu Wei and Sun Hao had died in battle, their souls forever lingering in the tragic and brutal slaughter of the Blood Pill incident.
As for Zheng Zhen, he was a traitor...
Fiddling with the bronze mechanism bird in his hand, Zhou Yue said indignantly:
"I saw long ago that Zheng Zhen was no good, but I never expected even that bold-browed fellow to turn out to be a traitor who got so many people killed."
Lin Wan'er added in a low voice: "Fortunately, Brother Gu discovered there was a problem with him in time and beheaded him."
Song Zong sighed: "Such is the unpredictability of worldly affairs—brothers have died, and human hearts are unfathomable."
Li Hongye listened in silence, suddenly letting out a soft sigh as she resolutely interrupted their indulgence in grief:
"Let's not talk about this anymore. The dead are gone, and we living must shoulder the responsibility. This squad must be rebuilt."
"Even though only a few of us are left, this team cannot just break apart like this."
Gu Chang'an nodded and said earnestly: "Senior Sister, I will help you."
Li Hongye cast a sidelong glance at him and smiled faintly: "What business is it of yours? You're about to be promoted to captain."
Gu Chang'an smiled, though a trace