The stability we have now—do you think it just fell from the sky?"
Cai Qidong screwed the lid on his thermos and gazed into the distance.
"Struggle always brings death, always calls for sacrifice. Why can't these people die?
Just because they're considered elite reserves?
Anyone who comes here, whether by personal choice or on assignment from the organization—
they're all doomed to face this kind of sudden event.
This time, someone's even got their back. There won't be any events this safe in the future."
Cai Qidong's tone carried a trace of coldness as he looked at Wen Yan.
"Including me, there's no one who's truly indispensable.
If I dare step in, I've accepted that someone might stab me in the back—and that I might die.
Before tackling external threats, you have to stabilize internally. But things are changing too fast right now.
I have to finish this quickly, or it'll turn into a colossal, irreparable threat down the line.
Even if the price is my own life, so be it."
