Cheng Tianxiang, unexpectedly taken aback by Wu Zhouyun's words, fell into silence.
Beside him, Lu Zixun mentally gave Wu Zhouyun a thumbs up.
"And besides," Wu Zhouyun continued, "as a commander, you didn't really make any big mistakes. If there had to be one issue, it would be that you're too kind."
With a cold laugh, Wu Zhouyun, who had just treated his wound, crossed his arms, "Their lives are lives, but yours isn't?"
"I think Zhouyun is right. You clearly saw a figure, yet you still got out of the car hastily. How could this possibly be your fault?"
At that moment, Meng Yihao, who had dealt with the body of the Hidden Killer, came over and said indifferently, "Not having an ounce of vigilance, and this was just dealing with a person, what if it were the Insect Clan?"
Looking at the two earnestly trying to comfort him, Cheng Tianxiang felt a sourness in his eyes, blinked hard, took a deep breath, and nodded, "I understand."
