"Very well, very well!" The senior master laughed heartily, holding back the tears in his eyes.
What was lost could never be returned.
All he could do was to protect his only son, ensuring the continuation of his and his wife's bloodline in this world.
In his position, many would sacrifice their own kin, spouses, or even offspring for the greater good of the nation.
But he had already sacrificed too much.
Of his three sons, two had given their lives for the country, dying at their posts.
Only the youngest remained, who also barely survived an incident in the line of duty that left him wounded and forced him into early retirement due to his injuries.
In his lifetime, he had no regrets toward the nation and its people, or his family and conscience—only to his wife and family members.
His remaining years belonged to no one else but his youngest son.
For his youngest son, he was willing to give up everything.
At all costs.
