chapter 33 resignation report

"You're really pushing your luck!" Webb Shen glared at him with intensity and swiftly approached Randy Ling. He then bowed deeply and said, "I apologize, Mr. Ling, for my delay caused by an important phone call from the old man. I arrived a bit late. Please forgive me." Boom! Boom! Witnessing this scene, James Yuan and Roger Cao's legs gave way, and they collapsed to the ground, their faces filled with horror and bodies covered in cold sweat. Could it be that these two individuals made even Webb Shen bow and show respect? Who was this mysterious figure? "Do you know them both?" Randy Ling asked calmly. "I had James Yuan assist with a few minor tasks in the past," Webb Shen responded respectfully. "Yes... I'm sorry, I was blind, please forgive me..." James Yuan struggled to speak, his face drained of color. Bang! Bang! Before he could finish his sentence, Webb Shen kicked him to the ground. "Really?" Randy Ling calmly remarked, "These two gentlemen here were planning to harm both me and Sherod Lu." Plop! James Yuan and Roger Cao stumbled toward Randy Ling and knelt down. For them, losing an arm was preferable to losing their lives! Ding dong! Just as the cleaver was about to fall, a crisp sound rang out. The cleaver slipped from Yuan Xiong's hand, and a tearing pain shot through his palm. "Two individuals who seem to have a death wish, they truly don't understand the meaning of 'death'!" Webb Shen's face brimmed with anger. He raised his foot and kicked a machete toward James Yuan. "Start by sacrificing one of your arms, and then await Mr. Ling's judgment!" "Yes... yes..." James Yuan gritted his teeth, picked up the machete, and, with determination in his eyes, raised the knife and severed his left arm. What a terrifying intimidation tactic! "For the sake of Webb Shen, I will spare your lives this time. But if there's a next time, you won't be so fortunate," Randy Ling stated calmly. "Thank you... thank you, Mr. Ling..." James Yuan trembled all over and hastily knelt down, kowtowing. As he glanced at the little toothpick that had fallen to the ground at the same time, turmoil churned within him. Could a toothpick really neutralize a strike he had delivered with all his might? What kind of anomaly was this? "Now, let's discuss your matters," Randy Ling said, ignoring James Yuan, and turned his attention to Roger Cao. Boom! Boom! Boom! Roger Cao crawled over to Randy Ling and bowed deeply. "Please... please spare my life, Master Ling..." Then he turned to Webb Shen and bowed again. "Thank you, Master Shen, thank you!" He understood all too well that if Webb Shen hadn't arrived in time last night, he might not have lived to see the next day. Considering the strength demonstrated by Randy Ling, the individuals he brought with him were likely no more than insignificant pawns to his opponent. "I'll give you a week. Alongside tomorrow's matters, settle the dirty deeds from your past. Offer apologies where necessary, and compensate as required." "In a week, I'll send someone to verify. If I discover that you haven't made amends to the victims, your life will be forfeit!" "Please... please don't worry, Mr. Ling... I'll certainly make amends for all of it..." Roger Cao kowtowed fervently. "I... I'll visit the community early tomorrow morning and personally distribute the money to the residents door-to-door... Please, Master Ling, forgive me this time, and I promise never to repeat it..." "Additionally... additionally, I'm willing to offer an additional 200,000 yuan to each affected family as mental compensation..." "You've done similar things before, haven't you?" Randy Ling asked calmly. "Rest assured, Mr. Ling, it won't be revealed..." James Yuan and the others kowtowed three more times, then stood and departed with their associates. "Master Ling, I apologize for not knowing they were coming to see you," Webb Shen said as he sat down on a nearby chair after the group had left. "This matter isn't your concern," Randy Ling replied, taking a sip of tea. "I called you here tonight because I have other matters to discuss with you." Money may hold importance, but it's meaningless without wisdom. Randy Ling had no doubt that if he wanted to eliminate Webb Shen, it would be as simple as drinking water. "I don't want outsiders to learn of what transpired tonight. You two should return and inform those under your command." Randy Ling then raised his hand and gestured dismissively. "You may go." "You're just as straightforward and uncompromising as Sherod Lu!" Randy Ling scowled at him with frustration. "If it were that simple, why would I have summoned you?" "Uh..." Webb Shen's lips twitched. "I don't want Arabella to discover my true identity for now," Randy Ling continued. He then provided a brief overview of what had transpired with Andrew Qin's family. "The Qin family is asking for trouble!" Webb Shen said in a deep voice after hearing Randy Ling's account. "Master Ling, you needn't worry. I'll simply acquire the Qin Group and place it under Miss Arabella's management." He fully grasped Randy Ling's intentions, particularly the second point. Within the territory, numerous individuals were eager to make their moves! "Tomorrow, arrange for someone to contact the Qin Group regarding the contract according to my specifications," Randy Ling instructed. "Rest assured, Mr. Ling, I guarantee it will be handled properly," Webb Shen affirmed moments later. "On one hand, I fear that if Arabella discovers the truth, she'll feel as though she exists in a different world from me, and our distance will grow even wider." "On the other hand, the more she knows about my affairs, the more dangerous it becomes for her." "Understood!" Webb Shen nodded solemnly. "What an idiot!" One of the elderly men in a Tang suit was the first to break the silence. "I simply offered a few words of advice to remind him not to leave his post without notice! He should've simply submitted a resignation letter!" "Who gave him the authority to resign just because he said he wanted to? He's treating something of great importance as a joke!" The next morning, in the heart of the territory, within the capital city, a specific restricted area housed an office. Several stern-looking individuals sat around a conference table, examining a resignation report displayed on a projection screen in various expressions. "What are your thoughts?" the white-haired elderly man inquired calmly. "All of you should be well aware of how much Randy has contributed to this country over the past two years, right?" "Setting aside his numerous past accomplishments, just look at his year in command of the Shadow Troop. How many parasites and malignancies has he eradicated for this nation?" "Okay, you're not getting any younger, yet you're still so furious. Watch your blood pressure!" a civilian-dressed elderly man remarked calmly. "Among us sitting here, who doesn't understand that man's character? Do you genuinely think he'd resign because of a few words from us?" "Then why do you think he's resigning?" the man in a Tang suit protested. "Think about it—has he ever made any unreasonable requests of you since the beginning?" "Lastly, he volunteered once again, donned his armor, and led a hundred thousand warriors against a million enemy troops!" "And a few months ago, when the western front faced a crisis, we even recommended several individuals!" "These individuals either found excuses or hesitated to accept the mission!" "Isn't that so!?" "Don't beat around the bush. What are you trying to convey?" The man in a Tang suit set down his teacup and inquired.