Now that Gu Junzhu had graced his Zhou City with her presence and even asked for his help, it was like a gift from heaven.
He, the helmsman of Zhou Corporation, now sat opposite Gu Junzhu, like a little fanboy, asking her about her time in the military.
Gu Junzhu rarely spoke to Ye Xingbei about her service.
From bits and pieces, Ye Xingbei could guess that it was probably because Gu Junzhu had lost comrades during missions.
Military medals are often forged with blood and life.
The fallen heroes died with honor.
Those who survived, while basking in supreme glory, also bore the pain of their comrades' deaths.
Not wanting to bring it up, Ye Xingbei didn't ask.
Zhou Shengqian was a smart man, with a tactful way of asking questions, steering clear of any sensitive subjects.
Mostly, they were tales he had heard from his cousin—how Gu Junzhu, like a god of war, had completed impossible missions, or how she had stood her ground alone against many foes.
