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Chapter 61
The atmosphere in the room was thick with tension as Jiang Ning’s words cut through the air. The fifty men, bruised and beaten but burning with the desire to prove themselves, stood in front of him, their pride still smoldering. Jiang Ning’s calm but unwavering demeanor was almost too much for them to bear. They had come here seeking strength, and now they were being tested not just physically, but mentally and emotionally.
Huang Yuming, standing to the side, watched in silence, his face a mixture of concern and relief. The chaos of the past few days had shaken even him, but he was beginning to see the wisdom behind Jiang Ning’s approach. It wasn’t just about controlling power—it was about elevating those who were willing to be elevated.
“All of you were ready to follow your pride and challenge me,” Jiang Ning continued, his voice steady. “But now, I’m giving you the chance to turn that pride into something useful. If you can’t meet my standards, then you’re no better than the trash you used to be.”
Each word hit harder than the last, but the men were determined. They had been beaten, humiliated, and forced to confront their weaknesses. But now, they had a chance to rise again.
“I’ll train you,” Jiang Ning said, “but this is not for free. You’ll work harder than you ever have in your lives. If you can’t handle that, then get out now, because I won’t carry anyone who isn’t willing to push themselves to the limit.”
One by one, the men stepped forward, their faces set in grim determination. The leader, whose swollen face barely concealed the fire in his eyes, clenched his fists. “I’m staying,” he declared, his voice rough but resolute.
“I’m staying too!” another man added, his voice filled with a mix of defiance and eagerness. “I’m not backing down.”
Jiang Ning nodded, a slight but approving motion. “Good. You’ve got fire. But let’s see if you can handle what’s coming.”
The room fell silent as the group, despite their earlier animosity and resentment, now stood united in purpose. It was a new beginning for them, and they knew it.
Huang Yuming watched them, a sense of awe and apprehension in his chest. He had seen these men at their worst, but now, under Jiang Ning’s leadership, he could sense the transformation beginning to take shape. The storm that had just passed had proven the harsh reality of their lives, but it also revealed the potential for change.
Meanwhile, Jiang Ning was already thinking ahead, formulating plans to mold these men into something more. He didn’t believe in half-measures. They would either rise to the challenge, or they would fall—and if they fell, it wouldn’t be his fault. His belief in dignity and strength was unwavering, and anyone who couldn’t meet those standards had no place in his world.
“Remember,” Jiang Ning’s voice cut through their thoughts, “this is not about survival. It’s about becoming someone others respect. If you don’t want that, then leave now.”
No one moved.
“Good,” Jiang Ning said, his tone softening just slightly. “Now, let’s see if you can back up your words with action.”
