Chapter 845 Choices

The long night will end.

The huge little field was lit up with hazy lights.

The neat and loud slogans came faintly from the distance, getting farther and farther away and eventually becoming a blur.

The bitter wind blew through the morning of the day and night, the scarlet flag in front of the small building danced wildly, and the old man, whose hair was already gray but whose figure was still stout and looked extremely powerful, listened to the distant slogans and gazed at the flag in front of him, his expression incomparably grave.

He had been standing here for nearly half an hour.

Countless expressions shifted on his face, hesitation, anger, hesitation, scorn, determination, helplessness, suspicion.

A variety of emotions.

Even after half an hour had passed, his face was still changing.

Light footsteps sounded behind them.

A flirtatious young woman who looked to be around thirty years old walked into the study.

She was we