Garcia and Adams were a mess, completely thrown off. They just couldn't figure out why Deceitful Fox wanted to spare the Terminator.
This reason doesn't hold, that one doesn't either, so what the hell is it for?
They listed out every possible reason they could think of, and after Deceitful Fox just shook his head without saying a word, they were utterly speechless, staring up at the heavens. They really couldn't figure out what the real reason was.
Yes, the intel about bombs under the castle was true. However, it wasn't that every area of the castle was wired; it was Deceitful Fox's own quarters that had long been packed with dense explosives, enough to blow every living thing inside to smithereens.
"Boss, what's the real reason that made you let the Terminator go? We know you— even if the sky caves in, your heart wouldn't waver in the slightest when it comes to killing Ye Fan. Your resolve to exterminate him is unshakable." Garcia was like an ant on a hot pan, anxiously asking.
