I Told You to Farm, and You Took a Tank to Mow Down the Japanese Invaders

The melancholy sigh Qi Fan let out sounded to him like “concern for the nation and its people,” while the military token slapped down on the table looked to him like “absolute trust”!

“He knows I’m plotting rebellion, yet he’s still entrusting me with the lifeblood of Fengtian City...” Feng Delin’s hand trembled violently around his teacup. He didn’t even notice the scalding tea splashing onto the back of his hand. “He’s taking a gamble, betting on my conscience! He’s using this trust to win my life-long loyalty to the Fengtian clique!”

“Hanqing!” Feng Delin’s eyes suddenly reddened. With a clatter, he shoved his chair aside and dropped to his knees, his forehead thudding hard against the stone floor.

Qi Fan jumped in fright. “Third Uncle, what are you doing?”

“Don’t say another word! Your third uncle understands!” Feng Delin wept openly, his voice hoarse. “You’re going to unite the Fengtian clique, unify the Northeast, and fight our foreign enemies together! Take this military token for the 28th Division. If you refuse, you’re looking down on me! From now on, anyone who dares lay a finger on you, I, Feng Delin, will be the first to shoot him dead!”

[Ding! Feng Delin’s favorability has exceeded 100%, permanently locked at “fanatically loyal”!]

[Reward: Ghost Sniper Squad, ten members, standing by outside the residence.]