Soon, a line of people marched majestically toward their dormitory.
"How did he manage that?"
Becca Reyes leaned close to Flossie Wright and asked in a low voice, her admiration undisguised.
There were a total of fifteen people here, causing a commotion, voicing protests with just a few words said. But Sandy Cruz had over two hundred people, more than ten times their number, yet overnight, he had them completely subdued. It was almost against the natural order.
Shrugging her shoulders, Flossie Wright hooked her lips and slowly said, "Violence."
"Er."
After hesitating, Becca Reyes thought of the scene where he had beaten up the veteran soldiers and her mouth twitched slightly, but she did not make another sound.
Violence...
It was exactly the same method used by Flossie Wright.
