At this moment, a tall and proud man walked out of the command post and headed towards Enna Clark.
His long, strong legs were wrapped in a crane-colored military uniform, just like a male model on the runway! So handsome that it enrages both gods and mortals!
"General Lawrence is here!"
"So handsome!"
"He's walking towards that woman..."
After a round of wailing, almost every woman present wanted to strangle Enna with their eyes filled with jealousy and hatred.
"No way, is General Lawrence really with that woman?"
"That woman is not even good-looking, and she's dressed so shabbily. She's not a match for Young Master Lawrence at all."
"Yes, she looks plain and has an average figure. How could Young Master Lawrence like her?"
...
Various discussions were buzzing around.
