If anyone else had said those words, General Chen wouldn't have thought much of it. He might even have assumed they were putting on an act. But the woman before him was an exception.
General Chen knew something of her past. To earn her way into the Night Watch and go undercover, she had paid a price most people could hardly imagine.
Compared to this woman, what he had given for the country he was proud of seemed insignificant.
Lin Wan'er had not always been like this. The dangers and choices along the way had carved her into what she was, one cut at a time. Without them, she wouldn't have survived this long.
She had to be rigorous, make precise judgments, and possess an almost pathological ability to carry out orders. She also had to be cold enough to cast aside every human emotion.
She was different from him. She wasn't a patriot in the broad sense, one whom everyone could accept. Even if they managed to purge the Night Watch's leadership of its rotten core, Lin Wan'er's achievements would never be celebrated. Her name might even be erased from history.
This woman, who could hardly show her true face, was destined to live in the shadows, along with countless others like her, silently protecting the land beneath their feet.
She would let many people down and make many choices against her will. But the transfer and consolidation of power had always been written in blood and fire. History would ultimately prove that she was an extreme, but worthy, patriot.
Looking at the woman before him, General Chen felt apologetic, and pity rose in his heart. "I'm sorry. This was my mistake. I oversimplified the situation." His expression grew serious. "You're right. This is a war. Whether we're talking