Salute To The General

Chapter 1814



Corey was the son of one of the most powerful families in Brimmopolis. Naturally, his friends were all relatives of bureaucrats or the scions of rich families as well.

None of his friends knew who Nathan was.

Silently, they wondered why the all-important Corey was treating him like an honored guest.

However, at long last, they realized that this man was the General!

Their faces turned white with shock. Hastily, they darted forward to pay respects to him, greeting him courteously by his rank—the General.

In a calm voice, Nathan said, "I've come here in my own personal time. Hence, please feel free to address me as Cross or Nathan instead of by my occupation and rank."

But who amongst the boys would dare to call him by his first name?

Everyone quickly addressed him as Mr. Cross.

Laughing, Corey said, "Yes, it's just a drinking party among my close friends tonight. Let's forget about our ranks and stuff. If anyone addresses Mr. Cross by his title, they'll have to drink a bottle of wine as punishment. Deal?"

Everyone burst into laughter. As they settled down in the seats according to their status, they lifted their glasses and toasted Nathan happily. Nathan was a very easy-going man. Regardless of who was toasting him, he returned their toast politely. Met with his generosity, the young scions felt extremely delighted and puffed out their chests with pride.

drinking party for another

Zion, was recently contesting in the presidential election against

best effort into this endeavor to try

Zion's son, Corey had a moral obligation to do a little

would take the opportunity to urge them to return home and get their fathers and families

was someone he particularly

Zion or Clifford, but everyone suspected that he probably

wanted a definite response

was going to change the topic to that of the presidential election and ask Nathan which side

moment, however, there was a loud commotion

voice sounded from the doorway. "Who the hell are you people? You can't barge into

Bang!

a loud

open. The man that

crashed onto the floor and started throwing

haughty expression on his face, flanked

was also surrounded by more than ten bulky, harried-looking men who were dressed

the bodyguards that Corey had ordered to stand guard outside the

quickly, "Young Mr. Lucas, we told them that this was

and waved

injured colleague up from the floor and moved quickly to the side of the