Max and the Mechanical Army Chapter 105

The one-eyed eagle who had been silent all this time waited until the chief and his men left before he slowly spoke: "You are asking the chief to choose whether to be a prominent figure or a rat in the gutter."

Dylan Lin shrugged without comment.

"You know what he will choose," said the one-eyed eagle, "In this world, there are countless people who can just eat and wait for death, live and die casually, but no one can see the light and then voluntarily retreat back into the mud. Why are you pushing him so hard? And you, Lu Bixing, when did you become the spokesperson for the Silver Ten Guards?"

Lu Bixing quietly walked to Dylan Lin's side. Although he didn't make any moves in front of his father, he quietly stretched out a foot under the table and rubbed the tip of Dylan Lin's shoe. He didn't want to do anything, he just wanted to touch him. This symptom was particularly like obsessive-compulsive disorder, belonging to "Dylan Lin's obsessive-compulsive disorder" - as long as he saw someone there, Lu Bixing would feel uncomfortable if he didn't go over and touch him: "General, please promote me and give me a letter of appointment as a spokesperson."

"Stop it." Dylan Lin gently nudged him with his toes, and then said in a polite manner, "What are you going to do if I need to leave the Eighth Galaxy temporarily?"