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"Yes!"
Old Master Wright said with absolute certainty.
"Then do you think that every member of our team has the spirit of sacrifice for serving the people?" Flossie Wright continued to ask.
"Them, I can't control."
With piercing eyes, the gaze of Old Master Wright carried tangible pressure, feeling heavy upon one.
Implicitly, as a descendant of the Wright Family, Flossie was expected to possess the wholehearted spirit of military service for the people.
He couldn't control what others thought, but he could certainly control where Flossie went.
Shrugging her shoulders, Flossie maintained a composed expression and suddenly asked, "Then if I say I'm willing, would you believe me?"
"..."
Old Master Wright was unexpectedly taken aback.
Believe her?
Of course not.
Not mentioning that Flossie had already expressed her unwillingness just the previous afternoon, even if it were the first time she said so, he would subconsciously doubt the truth behind her words.
