Elder Shu looked at her coldly, "Don't pull this act with me, remember what you promised me before; finish the selection and then go back to school."
Yan He's face fell immediately, "Grandpa, I really do love being a soldier. Please, let me live this dream. I passed the selection, I want to train with the mobile troops."
She had long understood the purpose behind the competition he had organized; otherwise, why would she have secretly cut her long hair to come and participate? If before it was for fun, now she had a reason she must join.
"No way," Elder Shu's expression was cold, "Do you know what kind of harsh training and dangers you will be facing? I can't let you take this risk, otherwise, how could I face your deceased parents?"
