Quick Wear: The host is a jerk again and runs away

Chapter 439: Revenge of the Republic of China 27

The moment the box was opened, Fu Xicheng almost fell off his chair.

His pupils shrank sharply and he hurriedly closed the lid. His blood rushed up and his brain went blank.

"Liu Mo... have you... have you seen what's in the box?"

Liu Mo couldn't bear it any longer, he knelt down with a plop, and kowtowed heavily to Fu Xicheng: "Replying to the President, I have checked, the one in the box... is Marshal Fu Yi."

"What does Huabei mean by this? Sending me his head, do you want to make peace?..." Fu Xicheng murmured, his veins bulging and cold sweat oozing out of his forehead, but his hands were tightly holding the box and refused to let go.

In the box was Fu Yi's head.

He was so easy to recognize, yet so unrecognizable.

Eyelids forced open by nails, lifeless eyes pieced together, a weathered face, wrinkles full of hostility, a chopped-off head, and a ring deliberately placed in a box.

Fu Xicheng's mother's eyes, his brother's bones, and his father's head are all here at this moment.

In a sense, he and his family were reunited.

But this reunion lasted for seven years, 2,352 days and hours, and made him feel more heartbroken than seven years ago.

"Mr. President, Liu Mo has watched you grow up and has been with you for twenty years. There are some things you don't know, but I have to tell you now." Liu Mo knelt on the ground, reluctant to get up, looking at the box, feeling sad.

"My name is Liu Mo. When I was five years old, I was picked up by the marshal and brought back to the military camp. I have been with him for thirty-three years."

"You have never seen me, because I belong to the Marshal's most confidential private soldiers, carrying out top-secret missions. I have carried out the Marshal's orders many times in my life, but I have not yet completed the last military order. The last military order from the Marshal is to protect you and assist you until the Huaxi Republic stands up and becomes strong."

"The Huaxi Incident seven years ago was not the Marshal's original intention. If he hadn't done that, I'm afraid you wouldn't have been able to save your life!"

"Mrs. An Rong and the young master had already seen through the situation. They took the initiative to find the marshal, and the three of them planned together to put on a show in front of you."

"Because you were still young at that time, there was still hope for survival, but if the Marshal hadn't designed a plot to betray the traitor, the Madam, the Young Master, and even the entire Fu family would have been slaughtered seven years ago!"

"The Marshal made a ring out of Madam's eyes and the remains of the eldest young master because Madam said she wanted to see you someday."

“It was not the Marshal’s original intention to kill his wife and son, but he had to do it because he wanted to leave a trump card for the Fu family and Hua Xi.

And this trump card is you.

Over the past twenty years, all decisions, big or small, situation analysis, situation speculation, and weak points in defense were information sent by the Marshal, who ordered me to convey them to you and assist you, teach you how to use troops and power, and train you step by step to your current position.

The marshal kept a low profile for seven years, and every day in North China was like walking on the edge of a knife. If he was not careful, he would be smashed to pieces and beaten into a sieve.

But he still did it, he held on until you grew up, and until he saw you were about to start a family.

But that night, no one expected that Sun Wu would use such a trick. He actually informed the marshal of false information and lured us to the north. After finding out that we had really arrived in the north, the marshal was exposed and was besieged by Sun Wu's men in the North China military camp near the Donggu border.

The marshal knew he could not escape death, so he committed suicide.

I never thought that after the marshal died, Sun Wu actually cut off his head and sent it to me!

Mr. President, you have misunderstood the Marshal for seven years!

No, it’s ten years!

The Marshal had already started planning ten years ago, but he did not include you in the game. From the beginning to the end, the Marshal only put himself in danger. But seven years ago, Sun Wu suspected the Marshal and forced the Marshal and his wife to kill his wife and butcher his children with the help of the President of North China. Only then was the Marshal able to pretend to surrender and win the trust of the President of North China.

Over the past seven years, Huaxi has grown step by step, thanks to your contribution, but more importantly, it is due to the Marshal's support and guidance behind the scenes!

If it weren't for the Marshal, you and I would not have been able to defeat those hungry hyenas in North China in these seven years!

This is not a peace talk at all, but a naked provocation!"

Liu Mo's words were sonorous and tearful, and every word and every sentence seemed to be cutting into Fu Xicheng's heart.

He held the box, his eyes empty, and was silent for a long, long time. Finally, he said in a hoarse voice:

"Liu Mo, please go out. I want to calm down alone."

Liu Mo stood up, clasped his fists and saluted heavily, looking reluctantly at Fu Xicheng and the marshal in front of him to whom he had been loyal for thirty-three years. He could not help but shed tears and quickly retreated.