Chapter 882: Any Chance of Winning?

ld do about it, so he just snorted coldly."Oh my, you idiot! You bumped into me!" A beautiful woman screamed angrily. When the fat man handed a drumstick to the middle-aged man, he accidentally brushe...Upon hearing Wang Qiuyang's words, Yan Wuque frowned even deeper. He was a decisive person, but at this moment, he felt it was too difficult to make this decision.

"I ask one last time, is there no other way" Although Yan Wuque still preferred that Wang Qiuyang withdraw his troops and they discuss a long-term strategy together, he couldn't ask him to do so now.

"Yes." Wang Qiuyang didn't hesitate at all.

“Well, alright then. But let me make this clear to you: if you fail, you know what kind of consequences you're facing.”

"I understand," Wang Qiuyang certainly knew that if they succeeded, the Yan family would continue to support him as always, and even promote him further. However, if he failed, the Yan family would ruthlessly abandon him and sever ties with him. Wang Qiuyang didn't blame the Yan family; since he was in the power arena, he had long understood these unspoken rules. His current position was earned by his own efforts. Even if he was brought back to square one, he accepted it.

Everything that needed to be said had been said. Yan Wuque, no longer burdened with worry, immediately gave Wang Qiuyang the promise he desired: "As long as you can take down Ye, our Yan family will handle the aftermath for you. And on General Wu's side, I will ask my grandfather to speak up for you. I can do all this, and now it all depends on you." Yan Wuque couldn't help but feel a tinge of pity for the warrior about to face his death.

"Thank you." Wang Qiuyang got the answer he wanted, and just as he was about to hang up the phone, a sudden voice came from the other end, "Don't hang up, I have one more thing."

"Young Master, please speak," Wang Qiuyang knew that Young Master Yan wouldn't be idle enough to chat with him, so he patiently listened to what he had to say.

"Actually, you know this too. Since you've made this decision, you're all in. You can only win, not lose. If you truly have the resolve to kill him, then there's one thing you can do. If you do it, even if you can't move Ye Fan this time, even if you die, I, Yan Wuque, guarantee that I will take everything and pay for your Wang family. I will lay Ye Fan's head at your feet to secure your Wang family's future."

Yàn Wúqiè's final words were truly earth-shattering, like a bolt from the blue on a sunny day, leaving Wāng Qiuyang speechless with shock.

He clutched the phone, staring blankly. He knew Yan Shao-ye's character well; he wasn't the type to make empty promises. Since he said this, there must be a reason. And with his understanding of him, could it be that he was asking the Wang family to make another major sacrifice

Wang Qiuyang gritted his teeth and said, "Young Master Yan, just say it. As long as I, Wang Qiuyang, can do it, and this matter can truly send Ye Fan to a place where he has no burial, then I, Wang Qiuyang, will have nothing to say. I will do everything in my power to accomplish this."

Wang Qiuyang's face was resolute. Ye Fan had already made their Wang family extinct, and the hatred in Wang Qiuyang's heart towards Ye Fan had reached its peak, even exceeding his reason.

To be completely honest, if I could kill Ye Fan, I would even take a bomb and die with him.

"Rest assured, I, Yan Wujue, swear on my name. If you do this and I, Yan Wujue, fail to keep Ye Fan from dying, then I, Yan Wujue, would rather retire from the battlefield and never again concern myself with imperial affairs."

Wang Qiu Yang shuddered, Young Master Yan's oath seemed insignificant, even childish, but he knew that this promise carried immense weight for someone like Young Master Yan.

Let's not talk about the Yan family's extraordinary status for now. It's possible for him to reach the highest peak of power in God's Country in the future. Just his Ninth Brigade alone is a peerless force comparable to Dragon Teeth. To be willing to give up all this and go into seclusion, what kind of determination must he have

And he is now the chief of staff of the Imperial Army, with a bright future ahead. So for him to make such a vow under these circumstances truly shows Young Master Yan's determination. Of course, all this assumes that Young Master Yan's vow will come true in the end.

However, since Young Master Yan could make such a promise to himself, Wang Qiuyang was already satisfied. He had no more reservations.

"Young Master Yan, you say it, I will definitely do my best," Wang Qiuyang's eyes shot out a resolute light.

"Actually, this matter is not difficult for you. It's just a small favor. Everything depends on Wang Xiaoyang. Some things don't need to be said much. You decide for yourself. I hope you think it over carefully and then call me back."

After saying that, Yan Wuque hung up the phone directly.

"On Xiao Yang's body", Wang Qiu Yang turned his head to look at his son who was still grinning foolishly. He was completely bewildered.

After hanging up the phone, Yan Wujue turned to Yan Xiaoti, who was practicing crazy grass calligraphy, and said: "Grandpa, Wang Qiuyang has decided to take action against Ye Fan."

Yan Xiaoti, while wielding his brush with ease, remarked, "Do you think he stands a chance this time"

Yan Wuque shook his head. "Although what he said makes sense, with a five-five chance of winning, I know that his chances of victory are less than 10 percent."

Yan Wuque had fought Ye Fan many times, while others didn't know Ye Fan's power, he knew it well. Setting aside actual combat prowess, judging solely by their own strength, his Ninth Legion might not be able to inflict much damage on Ye Fan. Let alone those forces from other places. Of course, that was in the past. Now, if his Ninth Legion faced Ye Fan head-on, Ye Fan would definitely win without any doubt.

A figure of the Iron Bear and the White Snake flashed through Yan Wuque's mind, a slight arc appeared at the corner of his mouth. Doctor L is indeed a genius, to have researched Reagent No. 10 to such a level. Judging by the amount they've consumed these past few days and the astonishing power it has unleashed, their bodies have already developed sixty percent. If they are properly nurtured for some time, they will be close to the highest ninety percent. By then, perhaps even Iron Bear alone could easily take care of Ye Fan.

Every time he thought of this, Yan Wuque couldn't help but feel a surge of pride in his heart. This was the secret weapon of their Ninth Squadron, and they were sure to be champions at the upcoming Special Forces competition in no time. However, the only downside was that because Tie Xiong and the others had taken too much, they were probably not going to live past six months.

However, even so, that was enough. They had completed their mission, and died honorably. They should feel proud of themselves.

Collecting himself and tidying up his scattered thoughts, Yan Wuque continued, “Moreover, with such a commotion in Linhai, the Ye family and Chen family wouldn't remain indifferent. I heard that the Chen family's young master has been frequently reviewing Linhai's archival data these past few days.” Yan Wuque was likely referring to Chen Ming. If it were him, he indeed possessed the authority to access any provincial or municipal level archives.

As Yan Xiaoti was practicing calligraphy, his hand suddenly stopped mid-air. He furrowed his brow deeply, "Since that's the case, why did you still let Wang Qiuyang go to his death If he dies, then our Yan family will be in danger." Yan Xiaoti handed over all these matters to his grandson to handle. Every day, he practiced calligraphy, fished, and played chess, seemingly not very concerned about these things. In reality, his concern for these matters was higher than anyone else's.e silent air, reverberating incessantly and refusing to fade.When heard by the ears, there's truly a different kind of heart-wrenching feeling.But Ye Fan was completely indifferent to this voice. Afte...