<h3 ss="wp-block-heading">The Novel <strong>The Amazing Son-in-Law</strong> & <strong>Hero of Hearts</strong> by <strong>Lord Leaf</strong> – Free Online Read <strong>Chapter 52</strong>


    At this moment, the fallen soldiers knelt on the ground, awaiting the arrival of the special envoy, unaware that the figure in the ck robe before them was no longer the envoy they believed him to be.


    As per protocol, on the day of the antidote distribution, all fallen soldiers and their families were required to line up in this expansive hall, which spans tens of thousands of square meters, and kneel in anticipation of the special envoy’s arrival.<fnd607> ??? ????? ???????s ??? ?????s??? ?? Find★Novel</fnd607>


    Charlie was taken aback by the sight of so many people kneeling before him.


    This underground chamber, boasting an area of tens of thousands of square meters and soaring to over ten meters in height, was adorned with massive support columns and bright overhead lighting, creating an ambiance reminiscent of a grand ancient pce. The sight of thousands of people kneeling in unison, their voices echoing together, reverberated throughout the entire underground space.


    Observing this scene, Charlie frowned and called out, “Were you forced to kneel, or did you choose to kneel on your own?”<h3 style="background-color:DodgerBlue">


    His question stunned all the fallen soldiers.


    This was the first time they had heard the special envoy deviate from the usual script.


    The established lines typically consisted of messages urging everyone to thank the Lord for the antidote and to pledge their unwavering loyalty to him.


    Thus, in their minds, the special envoy was more of a mere automaton, tasked with overseeing the distribution of medicine and reiterating phrases that the deceased had long sincee to dismiss as meaningless.


    Charlie’s unexpected question left them bewildered. They couldn’tprehend why this special envoy dared to express such thoughts and even referred to them as “they”.


    Who were “they”? Were they not the ones who had broken the Qing Dynasty?


    But wasn’t the special envoy also a person who had a hand in dismantling the Qing Dynasty?


    Then, shouldn’t he have said “we” instead of “they”?


    As the confusion lingered, Charlie pressed on, “Who among you is themander? Step forward and speak!”


    A middle-aged man from the front row rose slowly and dered, “I am 390, the person in charge here.”


    Charlie nodded and reiterated his earlier question, “Now, did you kneel here to receive the special envoy voluntarily, or were youpelled to do so?”


    Number 390 nced around, visibly apprehensive, and replied, “Master special envoy, we kneel here to honor you and the antidote bestowed by the Lord. It has always been our tradition. Why do you ask such a question now?”


    With a smile, Charlie replied, “Kicking football, right?”


    Number 390 quickly bowed, “I dare not speak out of turn! My subordinates do not represent themselves, but the three or four thousand men, women, and children behind me, so we have no intention of speaking out of line.”


    Charlie nodded in approval, recognizing that Number 390 was somewhat clever. He refrained from speaking too slowly and avoided showing too much deference to Po Qinghui (Benn), framing Charlie’s inquiry as a mere “tradition.” This strategy allowed him to maintain a defensive posture.


    Charlie chose not to press him further. Instead, he gradually shed his ck robe, revealing his true identity to everyone.


    This unexpected act left the fallen soldiers and their families in stunned silence.


    They had never seen the true face of any special envoy before, as regtions dictated that fallen soldiers could only interact with specific Bickford guards. They were prohibited from facing anyone else in the organization.


    The rationale behind this was the unique identities of the fallen soldiers; once they stepped outside, they were on important missions. It was crucial to prevent them from recognizing any member of the Qing Dynasty during their assignments.


    Thus, every envoy that came wore a ck robe, concealing their face with a ck hat.


    However, Charlie’s decision to break this long-standing rule left all the fallen soldiers feeling increasingly anxious.<h3 ss="has-text-align-center wp-block-heading" id="chapter-list"><strong>Next Chapter</strong>