Commander-in-Chief  Xia’s voice was very persuasive. It penetrated the sadness that enveloped Ye Jian like armor, cracking it.      The grief-stricken Ye Jian moved her eyes slightly. There was a faint light in her eyes which were covered by darkness. The faint light made Commander-in-Chief Xia know how he should continue to persuade her.      So he gently caressed ...