After severing Wu Shutong’s left hand, the Great Elder Wu Bolin (Bick) picked up the discarded limb from the ground and remarked, “We must stay in seclusion here and await further instructions from the Lord. If the Lord presents you with an opportunity for redemption, you must seize it and ensure you never disappoint the Lord again.”<fn405b> Get full chapters from findnovel</fn405b>
Wu Shutong nodded earnestly, replying, “Rest assured, Great Elder, I will do my utmost!”
He then added in a whisper, “Thank you, Great Elder, for your mercy…”
Wu Shutong was acutely aware of the Great Elder’s kindness. Remarkably, he felt no pain when his hand was severed, a blessing attributed to the Great Elder’s protective spiritual energy. Without it, the immediate agony of losing his hand and the subsequent pain of healing would have been excruciating.
Wu Bolin (Bick) had been in Nigeria for some time and understood that Wu Shutong bore some unfair me. However, he couldn’t express this openly, so he said, “We are all members of the Wu family; there’s no need for thanks. The three of us will continue to retreat here, so take care of yourself.”<h3 style="background-color:DodgerBlue">
“Retreat here?!” Wu Shutong eximed, surprised. “The mysterious man has bypassed this area; shouldn’t the three elders return?”
Wu Bolin (Bick) replied calmly, “The British Lord hasmanded us to remain in retreat here, so we cannot leave.”
This statement left Wu Shutong even more perplexed. He couldn’t grasp why the British Lord insisted that the three elders stay put. Wouldn’t it be wiser to send them to Moro to track down the enemy and strike a decisive blow?
Nevertheless, since Wu Bolin (Bick) had dered it an order from the British Lord, Wu Shutong refrained from questioning further and respectfully said, “Then I will see the three elders off.”
“No need for that,” Wu Bolin (Bick) waved his hand dismissively and turned to leave.
As he approached the door, he added without turning back, “I will burn your severed hand with real fireter, so do not worry.”
With that, he exited, leaving only Wu Shutong and Yuan Chengze in the room.
Noticing Wu Shutong’s severed wrist, Yuan Chengze knelt down, filled with fear and trepidation, and said, “My subordinates have failed; please punish me, Grand Commander!”
A good subordinate must learn to shoulder the me for their superior’s shorings.
Even if unable to bear it, they must take on the responsibility through their words.
Yuan Chengze recognized that the Grand Commander was bearing the consequences of the British Lord’s decision, and he aimed to alleviate some of that burden.
Indeed, seeing Yuan Chengze kneeling helped lighten Wu Shutong’s mood a bit. He sighed and said, “Get up. The Lord has ordered the three elders to stay here for a reason. From now on, you and I must fight with everything we’ve got. Next time, it might not just be a wrist that gets cut off, but a neck!”
Yuan Chengze sped his hands respectfully, assuring, “Rest assured, Grand Commander, I will give it my all!”
Just as Yuan Chengze finished speaking, Wu Shutong received a call from Jadiel.
On the line, Jadiel reiterated the task assigned by Sara, saying, “Shutong, this is your chance for redemption. Moro may not be vast, but it’s not insignificant either. The likelihood of over 10,000 people trying to leave without being noticed is nearly zero; they are likely still in Moro. Immediately deploy all the Xiaoqi Guards in Nigeria, along with all the Tiger Guards from the Tiger Guard Camp of your Right Army Governor’s Office. You must dig deep to find any clues about their whereabouts. Inform the three elders right away, and they will rush over quickly to eliminate the Lord’s greatest concern. This will be your opportunity to make a significant contribution!”
Wu Shutong promptly responded, “Grandpa, you can count on me. Tianlin will spare no effort this time. Not only will all the Tiger Guards be sent, but Lieutenant General Yuan and I will also head to Moro immediately to takemand!”