The rebels are utterly reprehensible, but the Regular Army isn't any better.
None of them are any good.
"But what about these people? It's too tragic that they're locked up in the prison camp."
Ding Jiaqi immediately looked displeased upon hearing this. She tilted her head slightly, looked reproachfully at Chen Jing, and said with a face full of disappointment, "Chen Jing, you're demanding too much of me. I almost died at Burbank's hands for them. I've done everything I can. Now... I really can't do anything more!"
Chen Jing: "..."
"I feel sad too and don't want to see them locked up. But what can I do? This is Burbank's order, and no one dares to disobey it. In truth, I don't mind risking my life if it means helping others, but I can't involve you. You're my best friend, my best sister; I can't be so selfish as to get you killed to save others. Others are important to me, but your life is even more important."
