Seeing Yolanda Gregory standing unharmed before him, Ryan Saxon's forehead throbbed violently, his veins bulging.
He didn't rebuke her in front of everyone, simply harrumphing coldly, radiating chilliness throughout, completely ignoring everyone.
Yolanda Gregory: "..."
Noticing the coldness emanating from Ryan Saxon, she awkwardly raised her hand to touch the tip of her nose, acutely aware of her fault, not daring to say a word.
Albert Larkin praised, "You performed very well."
Young people, after all, are bold and strategic, full of vigor. It's normal for them to do something astonishing, but the prerequisite is to have substantial strength, not like a moth to a flame, seeking its own destruction.
"Thank you."
Yolanda Gregory stood up straight and quietly thanked him.
Seeing the expressions of the two, Caroline Edwin's mouth curled into a shallow smile.
Time passed, and the airplanes landed one by one, parking on the ground.
