Facing his subordinate's cruel suggestions, Si Jueshen's eyes darkened.
He covered the wound, enduring the pain, and looked at Feng Sufei not far away, looking dazed for a moment.
Under the dazzling sunlight, he looked at Feng Sufei, as if he was seeing Dongfang Yan.
For some reason, his heart trembled violently.
"Shen, why, why, why do you do this to me?"
He seemed to see Yan'er asking him why again, as if he saw hatred in Yan'er's eyes.
Si Jueshen staggered back two steps, not knowing whether it was pain from his body or from his wound.
He looked ahead, looking at Feng Sufei. Under the sun, it hurt so dazzlingly that he really felt like he was going back in time.
Si Jueshen had a feeling that he couldn't face.
"Overseer, please give the order, Overseer!"
The subordinate's words brought Si Jueshen back to his senses.
His face was frozen, should he kill again
Si Jueshen couldn't do it at this moment.
He shook his head, "There are still many of our soldiers around. Kill them. What will your brothers think? Where are the other soldiers?"
"Warlord, those are members of the Nanrong family. This is a rare opportunity. If you blow it up, you can kill them."
"no."
Si Jueshen rejected it without hesitation.
He didn't see the crazy look on his subordinate's face or his unwillingness.
Si Jueshen endured the pain and said, "Take me out of here first, quickly."
"The warlord just needs to kill them and blow up this place, and everything will be over."
Si Jueshen still insisted: "No."
"How can I explain to the head of the family that the governor is acting so arbitrarily and arbitrarily?"
Only then did Si Jueshen realize that the person next to him was arranged by his father.
There was a bitter arc on the corner of his mouth. He seemed to have the power, but in fact his father was controlling everything behind the scenes.
But the thought of blowing up those people, especially Feng Sufei.
For some reason, Si Jueshen's heart was beating violently, and Dongfang Yan always flashed in his mind.
So he couldn't kill anyone. If he gave a killing order or an explosion order, his heart would feel like it would burst.
Si Jueshen said coldly: "I will tell my father, don't forget, I still have the final say here!"
"snort!"
The man snorted slightly, then turned and left.
Si Jue breathed a deep sigh of relief and asked the people around him to escort him away first, and also asked everyone to quickly stop Feng Sufei and others from approaching.
…
Although Nanrong Huai'an was injured and fell asleep, he had a vague feeling in his sleep, as if he felt that Feng Sufei needed him.
Subconsciously, he began to worry about Feng Sufei's safety.
"Huai'an, Huai'an, goodbye, Huai'an..."
He seemed to be watching Feng Sufei waving to him in the air, about to leave like the wind.
Nanrong Huai'an was startled and woke up suddenly.
"Young Master, you... are you awake?"
The first thing Nanrong Huaian asked when she woke up was Feng Sufei, "Where is Sufei? Where is the young mistress?"
The caregivers looked at the worried look in the young master's eyes and began to care about the young mistress when she woke up.
It seems that everyone is right, the young master and the young mistress have a really good relationship.
The young master cares so much about the young mistress.
"Let me ask you, where is the young mistress?"
When he repeated it, Nanrong Huai'an's voice was slightly cold, and he didn't have much patience.
He thought about the feeling when he was sleeping, and desperately wanted to know Feng Sufei's safety.
Because he got angry in a hurry, Nanrong Huai'an pulled at the wound. It hurt a little, but he endured it and just stared at his subordinates.
Facing the young master's eyes, a certain subordinate felt a little frightened. He said blankly: "Young master, the young mistress... she is directing the battle from the front."