"Mr. Soldier, it had nothing to do with me, it’s all…"
Yu Xiao still wanted to argue.
The Iron Blood Army soldier’s face sunk as he roared, "Scram!"
A terrifying murderous aura that was attained on the battlefield enveloped Yu Xiao, pressing onto him until his face turned ghastly white.
Yu Xiao’s group of four could only gloomily run over to the back of the line and queue up once more.
Immediately, the surroundings sounded with a wave of mocking laughter.
"Hey, brother, how could you let Mr. Soldier wait for you? Mr. Soldier’s life isn’t easy; he’s going to great troubles to help so many people register, so you should properly show understanding and sympathy to him."
Maybe it was on purpose, but Duan Ling Tian was waiting at the end of the line. He looked at Yu Xiao with an expression full of pity while heaving a sigh.
Yu Xiao’s face flushed; he couldn’t endure any longer. "Kid, I definitely won’t let you off!"
