Gao Yang was in a terrible mood, extremely terrible. His mind was a chaotic mess, and he didn't know what to say or do.
Standing in place for too long, Morgan patted Gao Yang on the shoulder and smiled, "Let's go, don't just stand here, take a walk with me."
Gao Yang followed Morgan casually. After a few steps, Morgan looked at Gao Yang's dejected face and sighed helplessly, "Don't be like this, I thought you were used to life and death, and should be very open-minded, but I didn't expect you to react so strongly."
Gao Yang said tremblingly, "This is different."
"What's different? Everyone has to die eventually. Dying from illness, isn't it easier to accept than dying in battle? Alright, pull yourself together, we have a lot to discuss."
Gao Yang took a few deep breaths, rubbed his face, and then said softly, "Okay, what do you want to discuss with me?"
