"If you hate the Northern Army, I'll let you leave!" The last sentence was particularly harsh.
Braydon Neal could be incredibly ruthless, and now he was actually telling Luther Carden to leave the Northern Army.
Everyone's expression changed.
"Commander!" Frediano Jadanza and the others protested.
"All of you, be quiet!" Braydon's gaze was intimidating.
The elites of the Northern Army were so frightened they didn't dare make a sound.
Colton Jansky muttered with his hands in his pockets, "That stinky cripple, so wise yet such a fool. Cole almost died, and Big Brother's favorite little fool was chased so miserably. How pathetic. And Big Brother happened to see it!"
"He still dares to be soft-hearted? Isn't he just adding fuel to the fire?" Colton glanced at his true body and added, "Keep watch. If there are any unusual movements from the peaks, kill them immediately!"
"Understood!" the Bright Lord's true body had never left.
