Sully took two to three steps forward and passed by Wang Zhong, a radiant smile plastered on his face as he walked to the front. "Saxon Squadron, Sully, sends his regards to the seniors present."
Since Calderon and the others had graduated from Copperfield Academy, and everyone here was participating in the special training, calling them seniors wasn't a problem.
With a smile, everyone just nodded their heads. It was as though they hadn't noticed Wang Zhong, just that in their eyes Tianjing Academy was just a filler squadron brought over to make up for the shortfall of people. It didn't matter if he gave a self-introduction or not as none of them held much interest for Tianjing.
After Sully took the lead, those few vice-captains standing behind Wang Zhong began to walk up without the slightest bit of courtesy. Deep within their hearts they treated their own vice-captain statuses as worthy of much higher respect than Wang Zhong's captain status.
