She bent her lips without a trace, and there must be some people in this group who were implicated in the Leng family, otherwise, her cheap old father and brother would not have received the news, and quickly prepared to go to give gifts.

Whether it's for her own family or her future position with Homer, she must not deviate in the slightest.

"Are all the generals with the highest status in the sixteen provinces of the empire here?" While Homer was waiting for her answer, she suddenly scanned everyone's epaulettes and rank, raised her head and asked him such a question.

Homer nodded, her calm look as if she could really guess what he was thinking. It's just, can she really think of his plan? His gaze was inexplicably long.

But she didn't notice the difference in him, just looked at the people sitting at the table. There are differences between people when they are compared. Right now, there are only fifteen or six people who still dare to sit there safely, and the dark scene on the ground is simply too stark in comparison.

"That being the case, the marshal should give them a chance to reform." She let out a light breath, and then she showed her face and smiled at Homer.

In that smile, there is determination and determination, and the bottom of his eyes is like a bath. If the pathfinder makes a mistake, he will be deeply immersed in the mud and there will be no possibility of turning over.

The surroundings suddenly became eerily silent.

Not to mention the group of generals sitting on the table, even those kneeling on the ground, all of them looked like they had seen a ghost.

what did she say?

Let the marshal forgive them directly? Sure enough, it is not deep in the world.

Is there anything so cheap in this world?

"Why should I give them another chance?" The voice was suddenly stunned, like a knife in the north wind, biting and freezing. As soon as he opened his mouth, the faces of the people on the ground suddenly turned pale. "In the military world, there is never a shortage of people, let alone them."

Leng Yiyao's eyes flashed, and unlike the pale faces of others, she didn't seem to hear the coldness in his words at all, but she finally captured a hint of deep meaning from his icy tone.

see…….

Star eyes drooped, and the corners of her eyes couldn't help but twitch. In fact, from the very beginning, he had other plans.

From the moment she stepped into the hall, the conflicting feeling that always existed in her mind was finally resolved and turned into a vague smile on her lips, her voice became calmer and calmer: "I once heard a famous saying by a great man before, but I didn't know the marshal. Are you interested?"

"Speak." He only spit out one word, obviously, the mood is not very good.

"Everything has its complexities. One size fits all is never the best solution. Instead, different solutions should be given depending on the severity of the situation."

Actually, it's just relativity. However, at the beginning, in order to deeply and thoroughly understand these three words, it took ordinary people unimaginable time. After all, in that lifetime, she was reborn in a gloomy and mysterious organization. In addition to training, there are only dark thorns covering the road ahead. There, she witnessed countless methods of punishing subordinates in the secret room. From mind control to breaking hands and feet, to piercing internal organs, abolishing eyes, dismembering corpses and skinning, every punishment is determined according to the severity of the mistake.

It's not that he cherishes his life, nor that he is reluctant to kill, but that such deterrence is the most exquisite control...

But now, the life and death of the people kneeling in the audience are all tied to her thoughts, isn't it the same method?

Since they can be used as punishment objects instead of abandoned sons, it can be seen that they also have use value themselves.

It's easy to kill, but it takes more time to cultivate another one from scratch.

When the other party's error is still within the minimum range, it may as well leave a little leeway.

It's the best choice for yourself and others.

Besides, he just had the group of white-clothed men shot to death directly, wasn't it to "kill one person as an example"?

It only takes a few seconds to pull the trigger. It is easy to kill these people directly. Why drag it until now?

Almost all his thoughts were expressed on her face. At this moment, Homer suddenly looked at her steadily, that look...

Leng Yiyao took a step back subconsciously, her heartbeat unsteady like never before.

Reflecting the sun, the faint coral red in her eyes became more and more gorgeous, completely different from ordinary people's pupils, like a stroke specially shaped by the gods for her.

Homer sighed softly, suddenly stretched out his right hand, and lightly covered her eyes.

At that moment, his eyelids fell, and the temperature of his fingertips hit her eyelids. She heard his indifferent voice mixed with other colors: "Your eyes are beautiful."