“Chief, we’re…taking a break. It’s break time now,” another soldier said. He meant to say that they had the freedom to talk and do whatever they wanted during break time.

Wesley coldly ran his eyes over the soldiers. He ordered them, “Two hundred push-ups now, all of you. Never mention her name again. If I hear you again, do three hundred. After that, it’s seven hundred!”

The younger soldiers started Looking worried. They wanted to beg for mercy, but decided against it-they’d probably get worse. Left with no choice, they lined up in a row, dropped to the floor to assume the correct form, and began to do the push-ups.

They had just counted to thirteen when Wesley suddenly took off his army cap, put it aside and joined them in their punishment .

Seeing their leader punishing himself as well, the soldiers all stopped complaining. They focused on finishing the two hundred push-ups they’d been given.

Blair, far away in England, knew nothing about all these episodes happened in Alorith. She was now feeling extremely gloomy after a phone call from her maternal grandpa—Gilbert Jenkins. She had planned to pick up some part-time jobs in England during the holidays. But her grandpa had already booked a flight ticket for her, haranguing her until she agreed to come back home.

On the second day of the New Year, Blair’s plane touched down in the city airport in the afternoon. Wacian came to pick her up. Blair had told Miller her ETA beforehand. But her fiance wasn’t around now. He had returned to his hometown to visit his relatives during the festival.

crowd. He held a bouquet of lilies in his hand. When they

“Hi

Wacian!”

and then took the suitcase

in the

than before you left. You hair’s

Angela’s Library

Blair Laughed.

was lazy. I had tons of

walked forward. He slightly

you Like to slack

would’ve

other as they walked towards the exit of the airport. Suddenly, a

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