"Get rid of him."
The low and deep voice, on the silent training ground, once again caused a surprise of tumultuous waves.
What?
Get rid of him?!
The onlookers were dumbfounded, wondering if they heard wrongly or misunderstood. They looked anxiously at the soldier and the cool man pointing a gun at his head.
The soldier was filled with fear and hesitance, unsure if the other party will pull the trigger, and unclear whether the group's strength reaches a level where they could kill openly without punishment.
This is a group of people that none had ever understood before. Their excessive mystery and unknown nature made it possible for them to do anything outlandish.
"Yes!"
The man looked at Glenn Hutchinson, raised his hand to salute him earnestly.
Regardless of the idle trifles here, Glenn Hutchinson left directly, and the onlookers around swiftly dispersed, making way for a spacious road.
Even though Glenn Hutchinson had already left, the tension in the air did not abate.
