Salute To The General

Chapter 1732

In the departure hall of the Brimmopolis airport, Penny and Kylie stood from their seats and were ready to board the plane. Instinctively, Penny turned and looked at her surroundings one last time. A glimmer of hope lingered in her mind. Maybe... Just maybe... He will come?

Then, catching her inane self, she let out a wry chuckle.

I'm such a fool. Nathan is probably on the military plane heading towards the North. How could he appear here?

She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. Stop dreaming about the impossible; he's not here.

Kylie noticed her unusual behavior and her darting looks. “Penny, are you hoping for Nathan

to be here?”

A slight flush crept onto her face as if she was a child caught red-handed for stealing a cookie from the jar. “W-What? Why would I be thinking about that? He's probably flying to the North right now.”

Kylie sighed. “That's true. But then again, Nathan should have made a trip to Channing before going off...”

“That's not rational at all. The situation in the

there are three hundred thousand troops awaiting his orders. He must

and can invade the North at any moment. It's

I got it. Pretend I didn't say anything! I'm sorry.” She blinked her puppy eyes for

everything with your irresistible charm, huh?

go join

its rear door. Once on the plane, they made their way to the first-

Penny took notice of a group of rowdy passengers who seemed to be traveling together. In particular, a man in a Hawaiian shirt

was Willow Mitchell, also dubbed

like he was the boss of the place. “D*mn it. Someone grab me a drink. I'm

the man before continuing on their way to the

thanking themselves for having the foresight to book

they settled down quickly as the

their way into their seats in the economy class. They were

eleventh hour. Panting heavily upon sinking into

Nathan stood up and surveyed the economy class cabin. To

the first-class cabin. I can go and look for