One could imagine that the Preston Team didn't dare interfere with these noble children.
The capital would suppress this matter and not dare to handle it.
Preston's meritorious officials had become a disaster.
"Get Maddox Johnstone over here!" Braydon Neal said coldly.
"Yes, sir!"
Swoosh!
Many of the sons from the Northern Army appeared—Westley Hader, Frediano Jadanza, Syrus Yanagi, and others.
These days, they had witnessed many similar events in Preston.
Everyone was shocked.
Dorlan Johnstone was completely sobered up from his drunken stupor.
He couldn't figure out who this family was.
"Call back all the generals of the Northern Army," Braydon ordered coldly. "I want to see everyone before dark."
"Here!"
The Northern Army Commander commanded all the generals to return to their hometown.
