Chapter 645 He’s My Friend
- Damon King didn’t blow up. What gnawed at him from three years ago wasn’t being kicked out of the capital and forced to disappear. It was the massacre in Qingyan Town itself.
- His buddies, his brothers-in-arms, died like dogs.
- Men who bled for the state and gave their lives were treated like trash right outside the capital. That was what he could never stomach.