When you were under someone else's roof, you had to bow your head.
That was exactly how humiliating things were now. Old Xia's life was entirely in Jiang Yue's hands. No matter how unreasonable the terms were, he had to grit his teeth and accept them.
Besides, Jiang Yue's terms weren't harsh at all. In fact, they were perfectly fair. At least he hadn't openly put Old Xia at a disadvantage or forced him to do anything beyond his abilities.
Jiang Yue chuckled. "Captain Xia, don't look so aggrieved. Sooner or later, you'll be glad you made this decision."
Captain Xia sighed. "I hope so. Little Zhang, I just hope you don't let me down."
"Let you down? What do you have to be disappointed about? If I hadn't shown up, the moment you joined the Bizarre Tree, you'd already have given up hope. You insist on going down this road to the bitter end. Whether the Human Faction wins or the Underground Race wins, the outcome for so-called agents like you won't be good."
Old Xia was still somewhat skeptical. Could things really be that bad?
But at a time like this, how could he possibly argue with Jiang Yue?
Jiang Yue seemed to read his thoughts. Smiling, he said, "Don't doubt it. You're called agents. Do you know what an agent is? In the Sunny Era, there was a term called 'proxy war.' So what is an agent? Put simply, you're just a tool—one that will definitely be discarded once it's been used. It's laughable that you only see the benefits right in front of you and can't even recognize something so obvious."
Jiang Qiao suddenly said, "Maybe it's just a case of not seeing the forest for the trees. In an environment like this, they're bound to