The Republic of China: A Letter of Appointment Creates the Most Powerful Warlord

"Young Prince, the opportunity is right in front of you. What decision you make is entirely up to you." As Jin Zaishan's figure gradually disappeared from sight, the atmosphere on the scene suddenly fell into silence again.

Inoue Sanye sat there leisurely and contentedly, his expression so calm as if everything was under control.

He raised his hand slowly and methodically, gently picking up the steaming cup of tea on the table. He took a sip and then said slowly, "I know that Zhang Ye did provide you with equipment support and assistance. However, how can such things, which can be purchased with just money, compare to the weight of your biological father in your heart? Don't you agree?"

Upon hearing this, Jin Junli's face instantly turned as ugly as ashes. He clenched his fists tightly and trembled all over with anger.

Faced with this group of beastly, cruel and shameless guys, he was almost going crazy with anger.

At this moment, Jin Junli is experiencing an unprecedented fierce struggle deep in his heart. On one side is his beloved father, and on the other side is the key to whether the resistance army can successfully rise.

No matter which one he ultimately chooses to abandon, it will be unbearable pain and torture for him.

"Inoue, you are so despicable!" Jin Junli opened his eyes wide and shouted at Inoue Sanye with gritted teeth.

Inoue Sanye didn't care about it, instead a smug smile appeared on his face.

Then, he casually turned his head, his gaze fixed on Jin Junli, and urged in a slightly provocative tone, "Young Prince, you don't have much time to think about this. I hope to see your answer within 24 hours!"

"Huh..." Forced into a corner, Jin Junli took a deep breath. A heavy pressure like a mountain suddenly hit his shoulders, as if a huge peak suddenly collapsed, pressing him so hard that he almost couldn't breathe.

At this moment, every breath for Jin Junli became extremely difficult, as if the oxygen in the air was squeezed out by this powerful pressure.

His eyes widened, veins bulged on his forehead, and beads of sweat the size of beans slid down his cheeks and dripped onto the ground beneath his feet.

How to do?

His heart was screaming madly.

He wanted to save the old man, but if he really did so, the consequences would be something the rebels could not bear.

Such a move will not only cause them to completely lose the support of the independence army, but it is also a naked provocation.

By then, even if they succeeded in rescuing the old man from the enemy, how could the rebels, without weapons support, withstand the double fierce attack from the Sakura Country and the Independence Army?

When he thought of this, Jin Junli's heart was filled with fear and anxiety.

He didn't dare to think further because he was afraid of getting a desperate answer.

However, the reality is right in front of him, and no matter how he tries to escape, he must face this difficult and cruel problem.

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An hour later, sunlight shone through the mottled leaves onto the courtyard of the mansion where Zhang Ye lived.

Lu Shan hurried into the yard, holding tightly in his hand an important piece of information he had just obtained.

Beads of sweat the size of beans kept rolling down his forehead, showing his inner anxiety.

Entering the house, Lu Shan saw Zhang Ye who was concentrating on exercising and throwing punches like rain.

Without waiting for a moment to exchange pleasantries, Lu Shan quickly walked up to Zhang Ye and said in a hurried voice, "Marshal, this is terrible! Something terrible has happened! Commander Jin has been captured, and the situation is extremely critical. Jin Junli has personally intervened to negotiate with the other side, but they have put forward an extremely harsh condition: they must hand you over in exchange for Commander Jin within 24 hours!"

Zhang Ye, who was practicing boxing, did not stop at all because of the sudden bad news.

He continued to perform his boxing skills in an orderly manner, and each move seemed so standard and normative, as if all the noise around him had nothing to do with him.

His steady posture and calm expression made it almost impossible to believe that he had just learned of such a major change.

Faced with Zhang Ye's calmness, Lu Shan became increasingly anxious.

He couldn't help but raise his voice and urged again, "Marshal, there's no time to lose. I've already prepared the vehicles, and we need to board the ship and leave here immediately. I've also informed Qin Fan, and his troops stationed on the warship are rushing towards Quancheng to escort us safely!"

As he spoke, Lu Shan had already started to hurriedly pack his belongings, ready to set off at any time.

However, Zhang Ye was like a silent mountain, remaining unmoved.

His breathing was steady and even, and every punch he threw contained great power, as if conveying an unshakable belief to the outside world.

The entire scene fell into an eerie silence for a moment, with only the sound of Zhang Ye's fists and feet breaking through the air echoing in the air.

"Don't panic, things are far from getting out of control!" At this moment, Zhang Ye finished practicing a set of boxing techniques and stood firmly in place. He took a few deep breaths, gradually regulating the surging energy in his body. Then he spoke slowly, "You really underestimated Jin Junli. This is a crucial moment, an excellent opportunity to test his ability and determination. If we just walk away like this, how can this wonderful show continue?"

Lu Shan, who was busy packing his luggage, froze and stopped moving after hearing these words.

He was stunned for a moment, then suddenly seemed to come to his senses. He raised his head abruptly, his eyes wide, and looked at Zhang Ye in disbelief. He asked suspiciously, "What? Marshal, please don't act rashly or impulsively! What kind of drama are you playing with them? Silla is a shabby place. It's not even as good as a province in our country. It has nothing. There's no need to take such a huge risk for it!"

"We're now established and no longer the petty warlords we once were. Why take such a risk just for a small gain or loss? The Independence Army now commands a million strong troops and controls seven major regions. We're at the peak of our power and have no right to compete with these peasants!"

"If they go crazy and do something to rebel against Tian Gang, it will be too late to regret it!"