C395 Wind raising middle east road

On the way back to the residence, Li Boyang closed his eyes to rest, but his heart did not calm down. Yang Yuting's words had always been floating in his mind, and he could not help but start fighting, wanting to be a good student of the President Jiang, or a new warlord who would not listen to any orders, like Zhang Xueliang.

Even when he returned to the residence