That victorious battle was not our first, but it was the most brutal victory.

Jiang Yuebai couldn't bear to see those injured people, so he locked himself in the room and didn't come out for several days.

I couldn't tolerate it anymore, so I grabbed him and took him to the infirmary.

Jiang Yuebai stood outside the room and couldn't step in.

"Stop complaining. Even if I broke a leg, I wouldn't make as much noise as you."

"You don't understand. I'm happy. With just one hand, I've exchanged it for the heads of three ghost clan members."

"But how is Boss Jiang doing?"

The infirmary fell silent for a moment.

"He's still just a teenager. It's hard for him."

"It's us adults who are useless, otherwise, it wouldn't be a child leading the way."

"Now all that's left is this life. Even if I have to risk it, I'll kill those ugly ghosts."

"Indeed, I don't want my grandson or great-grandson to live like us in the future, not looking like humans anymore."

"If it weren't for Boss Jiang, I might have been hiding and running for the rest of my life. If I were caught by the ghost clan one day, it would be the end."

"That's true! At least there's something to look forward to."

"Yes..."

...

Listening to the conversation inside the infirmary, Jiang Yuebai's eyes turned red.

I wiped away his tears and frowned.

"Once the arrow is released, there's no turning back. Don't cry. No one blames you because you gave them hope."

Jiang Yuebai burst into laughter.

He rubbed my head hard.

"Our little Bai can also speak such profound truths now."

I pushed his hand away. "Next time, the dog will pay attention to you. You can isolate yourself."

A new light ignited in Jiang Yuebai's eyes. "You're right, once the arrow is released, I won't give up."

From that day on, Jiang Yuebai started becoming mysterious, as if he was studying something new.