"An Guo." The voice on the other end remained calm. "I understand your concerns, but it's not time yet. They're just trying to provoke us into releasing those people."

"But you have to understand that while these people are powerful, their controllability is very poor, even if they've been frozen for decades."

"They are a double-edged sword. Unless the situation reaches the worst possible point, releasing them will be a disaster for both the Night Watchers and the country."

"We are soldiers, An Guo. I told you long ago, don't rely too much on the power of the Disciples, and don't be too superstitious or afraid of them. Don't think that power is so mysterious and powerful that it's invincible!"

"Whether it's the Night Watchers, Crimson, or the dark army led by Luo Yunshan, they are not the most powerful force in this country. You are! You are the strongest and most reliable support for the people living in this country!"

"If even you yourselves are afraid and pin all your hopes on the Disciples, then even if we defeat the Night Watchers in the future, it won't be a true victory, just one curse defeating another. Do you understand this?"

General Chen's face was flushed red. "I understand everything you're saying, I just… I just want to ask one question clearly! Please answer me truthfully!"

Without giving the other party a chance to refuse, General Chen immediately asked, "After we successfully defeat the Night Watchers in the future, what are you going to do with Special Envoy Lin and the Crimson members under her command?"

Upon hearing this, the other end of the phone paused for a moment. "What do you think should be done?"

"Chief, I can guarantee that Special Envoy Lin is definitely a qualified patriot. She has contributed far more to this country than I, the nominal commander, have!" General Chen couldn't help but say quickly, "How about this, we can find a place to settle them in the future, a… a deserted island. I can arrange it, and then send people to watch them. They won't cause any major trouble, I can… I can guarantee it, I'll stake my head on it!"

"You want to lock them up?" The tone on the other end suddenly became stern. "They've made such great contributions, and you're telling me to send them to a deserted island and have people watch them? What are you thinking?!"

General Chen opened his mouth wide. "Huh?"

"Huh what? You treat them like this, treat these meritorious people like this, aren't you afraid that your subordinates will be disheartened?! Do you even want to lead this team anymore?"

"I think I should send you to an island to fix your brain!"

"No, no, Chief, wait a minute, let me sort things out, we don't seem to be on the same wavelength." General Chen was a little dazed after being scolded suddenly.

"Wait for what? I want to sleep. Don't bother me with questions that even an idiot would know in the future. If you push me, I'll find an island for you tomorrow and send you there, so you can climb trees and pick coconuts to eat every day! Starve you, you ungrateful bastard!"

There was a "bang" from the other end of the phone, making General Chen shudder.

The other party hung up the phone.

General Chen stood there holding his phone like a wooden stake. "Who am I? Where am I? Why am I being sent to an island to pick coconuts because I'm ungrateful?"

But what he didn't know was that an old man in thick cotton pajamas and wearing reading glasses was laughing very happily on the other end of the phone. The secretary waiting in the distance stepped forward and teased in a low voice, "Chief, please stop laughing, it's scary in the middle of the night."

"I didn't misjudge this kid An Guo, good, very good!" The old man leaned back in his chair, and the secretary brought a coat to put on him. The old man said to himself excitedly, "Those who hold firewood for the people must not be allowed to freeze to death in the wind and snow. If he called me today to ask how to deal with those people after everything is over, I would immediately dismiss him!"

"No, I will punish him severely!"

"Chief, don't be too excited, it's not good for your health." The secretary persuaded with a smile. He hadn't seen the old chief so happy in a long time, there had been too much bad news recently.

He was also happy to see the old chief happy.

He could guess the general content of the old chief's phone call, so he lowered his voice and asked, "Chief, what are your arrangements for those people after this is over? Since General Chen asked, many people must have similar doubts. I think we should plan ahead."

The old man, now calm, also knew that the problem was objective. He nodded, "Actually, I've already thought about this issue. There will be an explanation for them. That girl is a good person, and I have high hopes for her. If she is willing, I would like her to reorganize the Night Watchers." The old man paused, "A completely new Night Watchers."

"Still called the Night Watchers?" The secretary was a little surprised, he thought the name was taboo.

"Yes." The old man adjusted his collar and nodded. "Yes, still called the Night Watchers. There's nothing wrong with the name itself, and it has a good meaning. If possible, I would like to continue using it."

"I watch in the dark night, hoping that more people… sing praises to the dawn." The old man leaned back in his chair and said softly.

…

"That's all?" Number 8 blinked.

"Yes." Number 7 nodded, gently flicking her hair to reveal a pendant under her ear.

The pendant looked like the kind sold on the street, even worse than the quality of a 9.9 yuan (with free shipping) item on Taobao, but it was surprisingly suitable when worn on the woman's ear, as if it was tailor-made for her.

At this moment, a piece of paper full of words was placed on the table, in front of Lin Wan'er.

If General Chen was here at this moment, he would be surprised to find that the things written on this piece of paper were the content of his conversation with the chief just now, almost word for word.

"Thank you for your hard work." Lin Wan'er nodded to Number 7. Number 7 still had an IV drip hanging on her hand, but there was no IV hanger. Instead, someone was always holding it up by hand.

After using her ability, Number 7's face became even paler.

Chen Ran raised the IV drip high in his right hand, coupled with those unruly eyes that no one looked up to, the scene was surprisingly incongruous.

Number 13 looked at Chen Ran's face, and then looked at his serious hand holding up the IV drip, and felt that the saying "one thing conquers another" was really too right. He even imagined Chen Ran holding the IV drip in one hand and slashing people with a knife in the other.

But after noticing that Chen Ran's face was getting worse, Number 13 consciously looked away.

"Hey! You know what, this General Chen is not bad!" Number 8 rested her arms on the table, looked at the words on the paper, and couldn't help but smack her lips and say.

Number 13 took the opportunity to interject, "If Number 8's mouth can say someone is good, then this person's ancestral grave is really shooting off fireworks outwards… ah no, this person is really good!"