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Intro. "The Paranoid Cage of Warlords" Chapter 1: Fall at First Sight In the 21st year of the Republic of China, the war had not stopped and the situation was turbulent. The military headquarters in the northern border is strong and the killing aura is as strong as fog. Li Minhao stood on the platform, looking down at the soldiers on the training ground with cold eyes, rubbing the guns on his waist with his slender fingers, his expression was indifferent and gloomy. No one knew that he had just dealt with a traitor in the back mountain, and the residual bloody smell on his hands had not completely dissipated. "Chief." The adjutant behind him whispered, "General Han is here." The emotion in Li Minhao's eyes moved slightly, and an undetectable smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. His master, General Han, has great military achievements and is the only person he respects. However, what he was really interested in this time was not General Han, but his rumored son Han Zhicheng. Han Zhicheng, who is eighteen years old, always stays in his six-year-old mind. It is rumored that he is innocent, simple, and even a little ignorant and ridiculous, and is not suitable for appearing in such a cold and cruel military headquarters. Li Minhao had no interest in such a child, and even felt that it was a burden to bring him to the military camp. However, the moment he saw Han Zhicheng with his own eyes, he realized that all the speculations were just delusions. ——That was an overly clean teenager. The sun shines through the gray sky. The young man standing beside General Han is wearing a white long gown, thin and slender, with delicate facial features that are not as delicate as ordinary people. His eyes were as clear as if they had not been immersed in the world, and he looked at everything around him with a childlike ignorance and curiosity. He grabbed General Han's clothes tightly, like a small animal afraid of life, and his whole body was shrouded in a natural obedience and fragility. Li Minhao's heart was grabbed hard in an instant. He had never seen such an existence. In this world full of murder and conspiracy, Han Zhicheng was like a white moonlight that should not exist, so clean that people wanted to touch and invade him inch by inch. I can only live in the cage I woven and can never escape. "Know the city, call people." General Han reminded in a gentle tone. Han Zhicheng raised his head and looked at Li Minhao. He blinked, with the innocence and unsuspecting smile that only a six-year-old child could have, and he called obediently— "Brother?" Li Minhao stared at his eyes, the smile at the corners of his lips deepened inch by inch, but there was a dark tide in his eyes. "How good." He whispered, his voice with a pathological indulgence that was almost unaware of. At this moment, he knew. This boy, he is going to make a decision.

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