Anderson faintly felt Mommy's anxiety and wisely did not ask further questions.
He just said, "Okay, we'll go after the press conference."
Joyce nodded.
At this time, Ralph and Cecelia, who were resting in the room opposite, woke up and came to the lounge where Joyce was.
Joyce quickly stood up, "Dad, Mom, you're here."
Ralph was already refreshed and energetic, "I heard Luther was injured. Is it serious?"
"Yes, although he lost a lot of blood, his life is not in danger." Joyce did not mention Luther's medication for fear of worrying everyone too much. She planned to go to the hospital after the press conference, tell Cecelia privately first and see if there were any countermeasures.
"That's good. I've been worried for a long time." Cecelia smiled, "Now that the mission has been successfully completed, everyone must be tired."
When Ralph came in, his eyes had been on Anderson.
Anderson didn't speak until they finished talking, "Grandpa, Grandma, hello."
He popped his head out from behind Joyce, his little face beaming.
Ralph waved to him.
Anderson trotted over.
"Ouch, quite heavy, Grandpa can hardly carry you anymore." Ralph picked up Anderson, held him high and spun around. Seeing the pendant hanging conspicuously around Anderson's neck, he praised, "As expected of my grandson, the pendant I gave you came in handy, didn't it?"
Anderson nodded vigorously, "Grandpa, the Member of Silver Eagles saved my life. I have to thank Grandpa."
Ralph stroked Anderson's head, "After wiping out the warlords this time, the Silver Eagles will disband. In the future, Grandpa will assign you a personal guard to protect you at all times, okay?"
Anderson waved his hand, "No need. Grandpa, I can protect myself."
"Hmm. Courageous! Spirited!" Ralph praised.
Cecelia held Anderson's little hand, somewhat excited, "Andres is finally back safely. I haven't been able to sleep well these days worrying about you. Okay, peace is restored now, there will be no more danger."
Seeing everyone reunited warmly, Joyce forced a smile of relief.
Although her heart was still anxious and unsettled, she did not show it.
At this time, guards came in and saluted to report.
"Marshal, Marshal's wife, and young marshal. The press conference will start in ten minutes. Please go to the front desk."
Ralph put Anderson down and responded, "I see."
He patted Anderson's shoulder, "Andres, watch Grandpa down there. Let me ask you, what do you think Grandpa should say at the press conference today?"
"You suggest first." Ralph pointed to the guard who came in to report.
The guard stood at attention respectfully, "The marshal will announce the victory over the purge campaign. And give the people a vision of a better future."
"What do you think? What should I say at the press conference?" Ralph asked Anderson again.
Anderson thought for a while, "I think an apology is in order."
When he finished speaking, Ralph was stunned, apparently somewhat unexpected.
Cecelia's eyes were bright with curiosity, "Why apologize?"
Anderson said earnestly, "To apologize for the inconvenience and panic caused to the people in recent days. Isn't that what should be said?"
Joyce hugged Anderson, a smile on her face. This kid really has his own ideas.
Ralph suddenly laughed loudly, "Good, very good. The student surpasses the master. At such a young age, he can look at the issue from such a high level. Haha, Grandpa is not as good as you. Amazing, boundless future."
The guard also looked at Anderson with admiration. He had never thought of it.
Ralph nodded, "Andres gave a very good suggestion. Grandpa will listen to you."
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