Chapter 1208: Sufficient Sincerity

"Hurt the enemy a thousand times, and take eight hundred wounds yourself, is that it?" Nelson leaned back in his chair, calm and composed, as he continued the negotiation with the enigmatic man before him. The man, Owen, studied Nelson intently. "Nelson, to be honest, you were my first choice back then. A broken family, sharp and calculating—you were no less capable than Jaquan. I always believed that if you joined forces with me, we could have written an even grander story than the one I have now." "But unfortunately," Owen continued, his tone tinged with regret, "the one who came to pledge loyalty was Jaquan, not you." Owen firmly believed that the more troubled a person's mind, the more daring and ambitious they became. Nelson, in his eyes, had always been the perfect candidate. This lingering regret had stayed with him for years. "Tell me, if the two of us had joined hands, would today look any different?" Nelson narrowed his eyes, seeing how deeply Owen was immer