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Zhang Gaoyi knocked on the door gently, then pushed it open and walked in without hesitation.

The room was quiet and peaceful. Ye Zifen was sitting quietly at the table, writing something with full concentration.

When Ye Zifen noticed someone coming in, she simply raised her eyes and glanced at Zhang Gaoyi lightly, then quickly lowered her head and continued writing.

The pen in her hand seemed to have life, dancing happily on the white letter paper, making a slight and crisp "rustling" sound.

As the pen tip moved, lines of neat and beautiful handwriting appeared on the paper like elves, gradually becoming clear.

At this moment, the letters Ye Zifen was writing were all sent to her relatives at home.

Those letters are like white doves carrying endless thoughts and deep concerns, about to fly across thousands of mountains and rivers to be with their loved ones.

In the letter written to her father Ye Yongwang, every word is filled with the daughter's love and concern for her father.

She carefully advised her father to take good care of his health and not to overwork; and the letter to her sister Ye Ziwei was full of the intimacy and private conversations unique to sisters.

Those little secrets that belong only to the two of them and the heartwarming words make people smile knowingly when reading them; as for the letter to her younger sister Ye Zifang, it is more of encouragement and earnest expectations.

But strangely enough, Ye Zifen seemed particularly relieved about her third sister Ye Zifei, so she did not write to her this time.

I think it might be because Ye Zifei is right next to her third cousin, so as a younger sister, she doesn’t have to worry too much!

Speaking of Wang Chuanren, Ye Zifen knew very well that as long as she told her two cousins ​​Chuanxing and Chuanshan about her leaving the capital, they would naturally pass the news to him.

At this moment, Ye Zifen's eyebrows were slightly frowned, and she seemed to be lost in thought, as if she was racking her brains to think about what words to use next to better express the complex and delicate emotions deep in her heart.

Zhang Gaoyi stood quietly on the side like a silent sculpture, not even daring to breathe, for fear that the sound he made inadvertently would disturb Ye Zifen who was concentrating on writing a letter.

He just stared silently at the focused and charming woman in front of him, as if time had stopped at this moment.

Outside the window, the gentle breeze blows quietly like a gentle elf, bringing some refreshing coolness.

However, no matter how hard this breeze tried, it could not blow away the lingering sadness that was deeply entrenched in Ye Zifen's heart.

The tip of the pen in her hand paused slightly, as if her thoughts were held back by something, but only a moment later, it continued to move on the letter paper like flowing water.

The bright sunshine shines through the window and generously falls on Ye Zifen's body, outlining a slender and elegant shadow.

The shadow swayed continuously with her slight movements as she wrote, as if a dynamic painting was unfolding before Zhang Gaoyi's eyes.

Looking at such a beautiful scene, an indescribable and inexplicable feeling slowly surged in Zhang Gaoyi's heart like a tide, gradually spreading to every corner of his body.

Ye Zifen carefully folded the letter in half and gently stuffed it into the envelope. With a faint smile on her face, she asked softly, "Is everything really fine in the military camp?"

Zhang Gaoyi, who was standing aside, nodded and responded: "If General Zhenbei can come and handle this matter in person, I think there shouldn't be any big problems."

Ye Zifen frowned slightly, revealing a trace of worry in her eyes, and continued to ask: "But what if there are other forces that want to place people there?"

Hearing this, Zhang Gaoyi couldn't help but frowned. He remained silent and fell into a brief thought.

After a while, he slowly said, "We have just recruited a group of new soldiers to strengthen the Tiger Army. It is unlikely that we will increase the number again in a short period of time. Moreover, these newly recruited soldiers still need some time to get used to each other and receive training, so there is no need to worry about this problem for the time being."

However, Ye Zifen was not relieved. She clasped her fair hands tightly against her chest, and the worry on her face became more and more obvious: "That being said, the interests involved are too complicated. No one can guarantee that there will be no unexpected situations!"

Facing Ye Zifen's concerns, Zhang Gaoyi's eyes became particularly firm. He comforted her in a steady and powerful voice: "Don't worry! Our Tiger Army is not something that anyone can easily join. Every soldier who wants to join the Tiger Army must go through layers of strict screening and assessment. Only those who truly have excellent qualities and strong abilities can become one of them."

Hearing Zhang Gaoyi's decisive words, Ye Zifen felt a little relieved, but the doubts in her heart were still not completely eliminated.

She slowly raised her head, and her beautiful and deep eyes looked straight at Zhang Gaoyi, as if she wanted to see through his appearance and into his inner heart.

Then, she opened her red lips and asked again: "If that's the case, then General Zhang, in your opinion, how long can the overall strength of our famous Tiger Army be maintained?"

Hearing this, Zhang Gaoyi instantly straightened his slightly hunched back, and an aura of confidence emanated from him.

He raised a calm smile on his face and said loudly: "Don't worry, Princess. As long as our current model does not change, I can assert that the powerful strength of the Tiger Army will continue!"

However, Ye Zifen couldn't help but frown slightly when she heard this, and her eyes, as clear as autumn water, revealed deep thought.

After a pause, she said softly: "The pattern remains unchanged? But General Zhang, you should know that the situation on the battlefield is changing rapidly, and no one can predict what will happen in the next moment. Moreover, our enemies are not static either, they are also constantly evolving and changing. Can the existing pattern alone guarantee that we will always be invincible in future battles?"

Faced with Ye Zifen's questioning, Zhang Gaoyi did not show any sign of panic.

On the contrary, he folded his hands in front of his chest, his expression calm and composed, and responded in a firm tone: "Ms. Ye, you don't know that the model we are using now is not imagined out of thin air, but has been gradually improved after going through countless actual combat tests of blood and fire. Practice has proved that it is not only effective, but also quite mature and reliable."