Captain Xia, the ace soldier, grabbed Ye Jian's shoulder with one hand when she was staggering a few steps. He raised his long leg and cooperated perfectly with his hand and leg. He threw Ye Jian into the snow again.
After a moment of spinning, Ye Jian, whose face was covered in snow, could be said to be at her most miserable moment.
"What other ways do you have to escape from me? Do you want to use your little tricks?" Xia Jinyuan, who threw Ye Jian into the snow, looked at her coldly. He pursed his thin lips into a straight line. "Are your little tricks useful in a battlefield where you have to fight for your life?"
He was forcing her to understand the cruelty of war more clearly. He was forcing her to bathe in flames again in her blood and tears.
Her nose was filled with snow, so she could only breathe heavily. She had to bear with the pain in her chest.
