Watching Qi Taiguo's composed expression, Ning Le's heart was uneasy. He didn't move his feet and only said, "Commander Qi, even though my dad is Ning Gang, you really don't have to do this. Since I've enlisted and can be sent on missions, naturally I've anticipated sacrifices; nobody is an exception. So, even if I sacrifice myself, my dad definitely wouldn't blame you in the slightest, you..."
"Shut up! Why so much talk?" Qi Taiguo glared at him: "On a mission outside, orders from superiors are absolutely followed. You don't know this military rule? I am your superior; my orders are not for rebuttal! Listen to me, move your foot, inch by inch."
Ning Le felt a tremor inside, pressed his lips tightly, stared at him for a while, and eventually backed down.
His foot felt as heavy as a thousand pounds and trembled slightly, wanting to move but feeling immobile.
