Gu Jingze, the head of the First Army's Green Division, stood tall and imposing, like a proud pine towering above all.,A palpable aura of power emanated from Gu Jingze, surging towards the heavens like an erupting volcano. It seemed to fill the entire space, simultaneously accompanied by a bone-chilling cold that froze one to the core, making it almost impossible to breathe.,A few days later, he woke up and found himself in Hangzhou, a thousand miles away from Yancheng. His uncle was the one who saved him.。