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Anger is one thing, but tasks must still be done.
Xia Zhen lowered his head and let out a sigh, rhythmically tapping on the table. After a moment, a man dressed in all black appeared before him, kneeling on one knee with utmost respect.
Xia Zhen cleared his throat, disguising the unease on his face, and spoke solemnly, "Yi, as the Deputy Commander of the Hidden Guards, I am well aware of your loyalty and capabilities."
"Thank you, Great commander!" Yi responded still with his head lowered, without any superfluous words.
"Cough cough." Xia Zhen's face grew hot with embarrassment, "Therefore, today I have an extremely important mission for you, a mission of utmost importance that is even related to the fate of the entire military camp and the Dayong dynasty. I trust no one else with this task. Are you capable of accomplishing it? Moreover, you must ensure that the mission is completed excellently at all costs, can you?"
