Parting Ways

Qu Jianlei greatly disapproved of Xiao Moshan's choice, but he did not try to persuade him.

Because he knew that Old Xiao had always been that kind of person. That was why he had raised the question.

Blind loyalty was inadvisable, but people with convictions were worthy of respect.

Facing Hua Xiezhi's question, a trace of hesitation passed through Xiao Moshan's eyes. In the end, he answered firmly.

"I believe there are still good people in the military... and I need to clear my own name."

"This is simply..." Hua Xiezhi was so angry she could barely speak. "I've never seen anyone as stupid as you."

Xiao Moshan fell silent again. After a long while, he said, "If I die, don't avenge me."

How could there be so much justice to uphold? Qu Jianlei grumbled inwardly, but could not be bothered to speak.

Hua Xiezhi angrily drew the pistol at her waist and made to raise it.

But in the end, she shoved the pistol back—how could she point a gun at one of her own? Still, her anger remained. "Rather than let someone else kill you, I might as well do it myself."

Xiao Moshan simply stood there without any reaction. No part of his body showed the slightest sign of gathering strength.

Only after seeing her put away the gun did he give a bitter smile. "Sorry for disappointing you."

"No disappointment," Bentley spoke up rarely, though his face remained expressionless. "You've always been this kind of person."

"Enough. Stop arguing," Qu Jianlei said in a deep voice. "Have you made up your mind?"

Xiao Moshan nodded decisively. "I have. Of course, if you don't trust me, you can kill me."

He said it calmly. Jian Lei was simply too powerful now; he could crush him with a