Su Mo couldn't bring himself to send these loyal warriors to their deaths.
"But..." Feng Tianmin opened his mouth, unable to hold back his urge to argue, as if he understood Su Mo's intentions.
Standing opposite him, Su Mo gently shook his head.
"Director, after we surrender, what about you...?" Feng Tianmin frowned.
"Go, Tianmin. Senseless sacrifice is not your destiny. When things become impossible, you must prioritize survival. As for me, don't worry. They can't keep me here!"
With that final explanation, Su Mo turned and ducked back into the tent. His tall, dark silhouette was only visible during the occasional flashes of lightning.
