SOME VICTORIES DOESN’T NEED AN AUDIENCE

Then — Ling Li’s voice cut through the thick silence, edged with a steel that had seen countless hardships, carrying both disappointment and expectation.

"How can you all break down this way for a mere accident?"

Her words were cold, controlled — every syllable precise, deliberate, piercing.

"I feel like I’m not doing enough as your Master if this is how you react in moments of uncertainty. What have you all been training for?"

A ripple passed through the room, the weight of her words striking each of them at the core.

Four Eyes looked up, his jaw tightening — not in defiance, but in realization. His wife — his formidable, unshaken, always-composed wife — stood before him like an unmovable force. The thought struck him hard — ‘I need to learn more from her. I need to be stronger, not just for myself, but for everyone.’

Chatty’s fingers curled slightly, his gaze flickering downward, shame creeping in as he realized just how deeply fear had sunk its claws into him.