"Report to the Military Minister, guarantee to complete the mission. As long as the city stands, we stand; if the city falls, we fall." Wang Bota knew he couldn't hesitate at this time, and with a passionate and steadfast look, he faced Shen Wuxiang and pledged that the city would stand with him.
"Go ahead." Shen Wuxiang's expression eased slightly, and he said, "May you triumph early and return, I'll celebrate for you."
"Thank you, Military Minister."
Once Wang Bota turned around and left, Shen Wuxiang rubbed his cheeks in frustration: "Can we hold it?"
"We also need to make some other preparations."
"Indeed." Shen Wuxiang nodded, saying, "It's time to make some other preparations."
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Golden City. City Lord Mansion.
A crowd of military and political leaders including Zhao Depu and Yuan Minghui stood at the entrance of the City Lord Mansion, waiting for Tang Fei, Phoenix, and others to arrive.
