Chapter 48: Devastated Area.

After thinking it through, Wylie firmly said:

"I accept."

Memphis smirked, tossing the skill book to Wylie, who scrambled to catch it, afraid it might fall and get damaged.

With this skill, Wylie was like having a pair of jet boots that lasted for 15 seconds. The feeling of agility and freedom, it was finally back.

Seeing Wylie grinning foolishly, Memphis's expression turned serious.

"Wylie. I don't have grand demands for loyalty. Most of the time, you can do what you want. But in critical decisions, I need you to absolutely comply, and in front of the team, you must fully support my views."

Memphis laid out his demands clearly. For someone impulsive and young like Wylie, there was no need for subtlety; the clearer, the better.

Wylie paused for a moment, then gave a bitter smile and said:

"The way you talk, it's just like my old man. I used to hate these nagging words, but now, I wish I could hear more of them. Memphis, I'll listen to you."

From his tone, Memphis knew he had secured a