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    Harlee looked up, feigning ignorance with a nce that said, “I’m clueless. Don’t rope me in, Kareem.”


    “But you do know.”


    Kareem, smiling wryly yet affectionately, continued, “Theybel it an operation, but it’s actually an internationalpetition to honor our returning war heroes.”


    “Internationalpetition?” Harlee’s lips twisted into a mocking smile, filled with evident skepticism.


    Kareem’s expression shifted to one of mild surprise and considerable respect.


    “Harlee, just how extensive is yourwork?”


    Though Harlee’s connections couldn’t reach deep into military secrets, she maintained ties with influential “old friends.”


    Recently, during a visit to Holden, Harlee had inadvertently heard him discussing the matter. They had initially sought her expertise in training soldiers, which she declined, citing familymitments. The army was packed with skilled individuals. They didn’t need her to act as an instructor.


    It was for this very reason that Harlee came to realize just how shameless the Breeznd government truly was. Not only did they insist that Mogluylia’s army face off against Breeznd’s advanced military with the most primitive tactics, but they also imposed numerous harsh conditions, testing the very limits of “shamelessness!”


    “No, just caught some conversation from the old guard at Holden’s gathering.”


    Harlee rified her source nonchntly.


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    Kareem’s demeanor grew solemn.


    “Thispetition holds immense national significance. It’s about the honor of our forces and ensuring our fallen heroes rest with dignity.”


    Harlee’s rxed posture shifted as she uncrossed her legs, her expression turning grave.


    “What are you implying?”


    Kareem exined, “They’ve chosen to hold thepetition near the graves of the fallen martyrs. All those martyrs who are about to return are watching us from above, observing thispetition. We must show those deceased the courage and strength of the younger generation so they can rest in peace. There can be no mistakes in thispetition!” His tone was unusually serious, a rare sight since Harlee’s return to the Sanderson family.


    After a moment’s pause, Kareem raised his eyes to Harlee, his voice tinged with frustration.


    “I despise the arrogance we’re up against, so I volunteered to lead. However, the uing Golden Summit will draw heads of state, and I’m to lead our delegation. If not for diplomatic constraints, I would have dly challenged the audacity of Breeznd’s military officials.”


    As Kareem spoke his next request, his anger seemed to fade, and his voice softened. This was no small favor he sought. He proposed that Harlee take on the role of instructor and team captain for the mission to Breeznd.


    It was a substantial request. The Sanderson family would likely object, but after observing the skills of the Shadow Moon Society members, Kareem believed Harlee surpassed him in certain military capacities. Kareem harbored high hopes that if Harlee agreed to coach, the chosen twenty soldiers would greatly benefit and likely secure a victory against Breeznd’s forces, thoroughly outshining their military prowess.


    Yet, with Harlee’s infant son Felix only a few months old, Kareem hesitated, his concern evident. After much deliberation, he resolved to make his request. If Harlee declined, at least he would no longer be burdened by the uncertainty.


    Time passed, and Harlee remained silent. Kareem suspected she was hesitant about leaving Felix for almost three months. Just as he prepared to lighten the mood, Harlee’s expression shifted, her smile taking a menacing shape. She spoke deliberately.


    “Kareem, my training methods are rigorous. Few can withstand them. Are you certain this is what you want?”


    Kareem’s spirits lifted at her response. Was she indicating her willingness? His tone betrayed his excitement.


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