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"Then take her along!"
No matter what, Yan Yue didn't want to leave her young master behind, "I must take you away, they are soldiers of the empire, we cannot trust them!"
Nangong Ming and Huo Beichen, they are all military men from the empire. In their eyes, these so-called terrorist organizations represent darkness. In their eyes, these people should just die in prison and then descend to the Eighteen Levels of Hell in their next life!
"No need!"
If that girl could have come back with him, she wouldn't have ended up lying in a hospital bed for ten years, "It's fine if she and I stay here, Yan Yue, release Ye Nuanxi and Little Xingchen, and dissolve that organization!"
"Young master, what nonsense are you talking about?"
Hearing this, Yan Yue instantly froze, his eyes widened in disbelief as he stared at Nanke Yuting for a long while before finally speaking word by word, "That's your lifetime's work, how can you just dissolve it like that?"
