When Yan Ling finally won, the malevolence on King's body gradually faded.
However, he still harbored a deep distaste for the Hidden Guards that had humiliated Yan Ling.
His words were tinged with dissatisfaction and a hint of warning.
"Since Wesley's position as the squadron leader has been acknowledged, no one is allowed to give him a hard time anymore. Anyone who opposes Wesley opposes me! Is that understood?"
"King, we think…"
A few squadron leaders were not willing to give up and wanted to continue their struggle.
Luo Qi, knowing he could no longer turn the tide, interrupted them.
"Are the drills for today not going on? What are you all standing around for? Get back to training!"
When the head commander gave an order, everyone obeyed and dispersed.
After Linxi succeeded in sewing the seeds of hatred in Adam's heart, she calmly approached.
"King, I'll take you back."
As she spoke, she reached out to wheel the man's chair.