Abel furrowed his brows, a spark lighting up in his mind.
Right, the CEO of JK International—he is the one in power at JK International.
A CEO of a corporation is involved in military operations—what kind of hidden identity did he possess?
A multitude of mysteries filled his heart, but he also knew these were not within his jurisdiction to question. As a soldier, his primary duty was to follow orders.
With this in mind, he concealed the shock in his eyes, inadvertently meeting those unfathomable deep eyes, a chilling coldness halting his heart.
He had been through countless missions in the battlefield and never once felt fear, only in front of this man did he taste the will to succumb to someone for the first time.
Quan Jingwu, truly not simple.
"Abel, let's sit down and talk."
Quan Yimo's voice pulled him back from his thoughts. Abel nodded sternly, and both sat around a long table.
"Adong, distribute the walkie-talkies." Quan Yimo said.
