Li Zheng said, "Yes, it's still fresh in my memory."
"In the first few days when the Matrix Game started, the reason I refused to pick up a weapon..." Xiao Siyuan's expression grew sorrowful, as if remembering something: "The reason I wouldn't take up a weapon was actually because I had shot a warrior!"
"How could that be!?" Li Zheng was shocked. Based on his understanding of Xiao Siyuan, how could he possibly point a gun at his own people?
"Yes... how could it be?" Xiao Siyuan smiled bitterly, looking down at his own hands, as if recalling the events of that day. His hands shook uncontrollably: "In tactics, there's a term called 'bait and ambush.' On a small-scale battlefield, this tactic often works wonders."
"I mentioned to you about a young injured warrior with a fracture, you should still remember."
