As vanguard war generals from the Keaton Family, they were almost revered as gods in Esteria. Although it was not as exaggerated domestically, they could at least walk confidently, never having been looked down upon .
For a moment, some of them with volatile tempers wanted to get up and fight.
But Thomas Grant held them back with his elbow, signaling them not to act impulsively.
That’s right, with Thomas Grant’s age and experience, he naturally knew how arrogant Susan Carter was.
To expect him to admit that others are stronger than him was impossible.
Even if they’re dead!
Arguing with someone like that is tantamount to accelerating the mission’s failure.
They were at a disadvantage now and could only endure it.
As the ancients said: As long as the young hills remain, there’s no fear of wood missing to burn!
Only by preserving life can they find an opportunity for a strategic retaliation.
These people had followed Thomas Grant through life and death, so they listened to him.
Then, they all quieted down.
Susan Carter found it boring when they didn’t even strike back, and said: "Let’s first bring that boy down; as for these people... we’ll deal with them later."
"What about those two over there?" his subordinate asked.
Susan Carter and Thomas Grant, along with the others, looked towards the man and woman under the parasol, as pointed out by the subordinate.
To be precise, the man was nervously staring at the Alpha Mercenary Corps’ guns.
Only the woman was eating instant noodles without pause and occasionally smacking her lips, seemingly fully immersed in the tastiness of the noodles.
"Interesting. Does she think our guns are fake?" Susan Carter joked, touching his chin in amusement.
"Probably. Otherwise, from the moment we appeared, she’s only been focused on eating noodles. Didn’t see the vanguard war generals from the Keaton Family scared to death?"
The subordinate even deliberately kicked Wendy Tierney on the side.
Wendy Tierney, unable to stand such humiliation, glared angrily at the subordinate.
The intention was clear, informing the subordinate that she wasn’t resisting out of fright.
But rather following Commander Thomas Grant’s order, waiting for a chance to fight back.
Absolutely not to be compared with someone naive like July Quinn!
But little did she know, such steadfastness did not gain acknowledgment, instead brought a lustful gaze from the subordinate. For more chapters visit NoveI(F)ire.net
"Tsk! I like that look. Once I finish here, I’m taking you first!"
Wendy Tierney felt molested and teased, making the vanguard war generals extremely angry.
She was the favorite of the squad, who among them wouldn’t treat her well?
Yet today, she was insulted by members of the Alpha Mercenary Corps!
Each of them was filled with outrage, wanting to tear the Alpha Mercenary Corps members apart.
But Thomas Grant’s authority kept them in check, preventing impulsive actions.
They could only temporarily relent, while plotting in their minds on how they would tear this man to pieces when they retaliated.
Of course, while they resented the subordinate who humiliated Wendy Tierney, they also cursed July Quinn’s ancestors for generations.
Were it not for July Quinn’s laziness and demand for a meal, they wouldn’t have stopped at this gas station and thus gotten ambushed by the Alpha Mercenary Corps.
Moreover, had July Quinn not kept eating instant noodles at such a time, Wendy Tierney wouldn’t have been compared and kicked!
Indeed, nearly everyone pinned the blame on July Quinn, wishing they could smack her to show her why flowers are so red.
But as everyone was inwardly angry, shouting, Susan Carter probably couldn’t stand seeing a woman being so calm under their threatening guns and knives, so he signaled another subordinate to go forward and kick over the table in front of July Quinn.
In an instant, the half-eaten instant noodles spilled onto the ground.
Owen Shaw was so frightened that he almost kneeled on the spot.
But July Quinn maintained her previous posture of eating noodles.
The breeze gently moved her bangs, making her expression unclear.
The only thing visible was her slurping the last strand of noodle at her lips.
Until she finished sucking in that strand, only then did July Quinn look up...