The young man turned to look at Russell, who was kneeling in front of him, and narrowed his eyes slightly.
He slowly raised his head, and the people who had been carrying Mike out of the room suddenly stopped.
"Russell? Do you want to protect your nephew?"
The old man shook his head.
"No! Even at home, what Mike had done today was stupid."
"Even though I warned Mike many times earlier, he still hasn't come to his senses."
"Thus, I do not feel that there is anything wrong with Mike's punishment."
"On the contrary, I feel that merely pulling out his tongue will not be able to make up for his offense toward the two young ladies."
Russell raised his head to look at the black-haired man.
There was a flash of determination in Russell's turbid eyes.
"I suggest that you strip him of his captain position and remove the so-called first captain as well."