Guilt, remorse, disgust, resentment, hatred, blaming others, exhaustion, nausea—these lingered in my heart, refusing to dissipate...

He was tired.

He thought he would feel a sense of accomplishment, but unfortunately he didn't.

tired.

Right now, he only has this one feeling.

He once told himself that he should just be a soldier. Since he was just a soldier, he should only think about what soldiers think and not overthink things.

As long as he keeps it hidden until one day he reaches the summit and accumulates enough power, no matter how dire the situation, he will be confident that he can turn the tide. That is the safest way, and even if something happens, it will not be his fault.

But later...

He knew he needed to get rid of these feelings as soon as possible, but he was really tired.

He was almost unwilling to move, simply watching quietly as the blue sky turned into sunset, the sunset glow into starlight, the moon rose, and the clouds drifted away.

Qilin and the others came to see him, but he just brushed them off.

Everyone could tell he was in a bad mood, but probably only Lena knew why.

Lena didn't dare disturb him; he just wanted to be alone.

Ocean waves, sea breeze, pitch-black night, starry sky.

The sun will rise as usual tomorrow, but tonight's darkness will be long and difficult to endure...

After an unknown amount of time, Wang Ji's eyelids twitched. He calmed himself down and suddenly noticed a figure standing quietly in mid-air, watching him silently.

"Why are you here again?" He frowned slightly and said calmly.

The figure landed silently, looked around, and sat down next to his head.

The navy blue cloak is underneath, so it won't feel cold.

"Hmm..." She reached out and touched Wang Ji's hair: "Look at you~"