Cheng Nuo noticed that his brow furrowed slightly as he spoke, and a flash of an emotion she couldn't quite read crossed his eyes.
She suddenly recalled their time on Lushan Mountain, where the man had told her he joined the army at seventeen and had earned merit by twenty. Now, at only twenty-five, he was a wanderer in the countryside, covered in wounds. It was clear he had a past unknown to the world.
"What are you thinking about?" The man's voice cut through her thoughts.
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