"Do you regret it?"
Hearing Bai Zhiqing's words unexpectedly, Lu Tianxing slowed down the car, took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it for himself, and then slowly began to speak, "I've never regretted it. They were my brothers, charging for the country, even in death, leaving behind neither names, nor records, not even a complete body."
"If they died at the hands of the enemy, then they'd have died gloriously for the country, and there'd be nothing more to say. But they didn't die in battle, they died due to the machinations of a group of despicable people, such a suffocating death. So I must take revenge, no matter what, those who harmed them must die. I want to honor my brothers with the blood of their killers, even if it costs my future…."
