Wolfric's temper spiked once more when he heard that.
The urge to ask the man to clarify whether he meant that he was reckless or weak gripped him.
However, he was afraid that Nathan would praise him for having some self-awareness, so he could only give up on doing so vexedly.
At that exact moment, a series of footsteps sounded outside.
On the heels of that, a group of heavily armed special forces from Ariarica holding sub-machine guns charged in.
When they saw that Wolfric was still alive, they all surreptitiously breathed a sigh of relief.
The captain asked in concern, “Are you okay, Admiral Welz?”
As Wolfric did not dare gainsay Nathan earlier, he vented his anger on his subordinates then.
With his face contorted in fury, he snarled, “Do I look as though I'm fine? What were you useless lot doing just now?”
The captain reflexively explained, “I didn't receive any signal from you requesting backup, Admiral...”
Before he could finish speaking, he noticed the murderous look in Wolfric's eyes. Such terror struck him that he did not dare continue but stood there silently, ready to be lectured.
“I'll settle the score with you later,” Wolfric hissed.
Just then, Leopold came in with a few subordinates.
“Haha, it's really lively in here. Is everyone okay?”
“Yeah. Everyone is good, other than Wolfric, who suffered some superficial injuries,” Nathan replied with a smile. “We've also taken Wael alive. How are things on your side?”
Leopold studied Wolfric, who was beaten and bruised, with great interest, his expression and the look in his eyes seemingly mocking the latter for being the only person injured.
Chagrined by the man's gaze, Wolfric forcibly smothered his wrath and asserted, “Commander Cross asked you a question, Leopold. How are things on your side?”
In matters such as developing a serum to counteract the blood virus, everyone was actually competing among themselves, all wanting to be the first to do so.
The first nation to develop a serum to counteract the blood virus would undoubtedly shake the world, gaining the admiration of all across the globe and garnering greater influence in the international arena.
Since all three of the men had reached a consensus, they had their subordinates put it into action and send the data from Shadow Research Institute back to their respective countries.
Wolfric went over to Wael, whose leg was broken, and sneered with rage etched across his features, “Can you still act high and mighty now?”
Ultimately, the winner would always dominate the loser.
Having been caught then, Wael merely glanced at the man without saying anything.
Wolfric raised his hand and slapped Wael twice, snapping bitterly, “Let me tell you this—you're dead. The entire Charleigh family is doomed.”
After saying that, he left in great resentment, probably in a rush to order the relevant authorities to arrest the Charleigh family with the evidence in hand.
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