Dallas Taylor was practically exasperated.
Over such a trivial matter, why was this girl suddenly being so stubborn?
Mia didn’t look at him, silently stepping out of the line.
The commotion even startled the two rows beside her, and everyone’s eyes were instantly on her.
Dallas felt a bit embarrassed and, leaning over, he directly snatched the pendant from her hands.
The lush green jade, suddenly exposed to the bright sunlight, shimmered with an exceptionally beautiful light, dazzling to the eyes.
The girls at the front let out a series of uncontrollable gasps.
Dallas was stunned too.
Coming from a privileged background, he immediately recognized the item in his hand as invaluable. Its shape was plump and smooth, with flawless curves. This piece of jade, green enough to almost drip water, was already the highest grade of old pit glass type.
What background does this girl have, wearing such an exquisite pendant around her neck?
It’s known that, at last year’s nationally renowned jewelry exhibition, a jade pendant of the same size was auctioned for a top price of 120 million.
Dallas suddenly clenched it tightly in his hand.
Looking down at Mia, he said in a deep voice, "Return to the line."
Mia looked up at him, her dark, bright eyes unblinking, biting her lip, hesitating to speak.
"I’ll give it back to you after the dismissal."
Such a priceless item certainly couldn’t be casually handled, Dallas explained in a quiet voice.
Mia clearly breathed a sigh of relief, turned around, and rejoined the line.
Many girls around her were watching, unable to take their eyes away.
Women have a natural sensitivity to jewelry, especially in today’s age of information. That jade pendant, so impossibly bright and green, was a fleeting glimpse of extreme beauty that was unforgettable and naturally held immeasurable value.
Mia’s background became even more mysterious and intriguing to explore.
Dallas hadn’t anticipated it turning out this way.
Raising his hand, he pocketed the jade pendant, coughed twice in a deep voice, and spoke once more, "Starting this afternoon, I don’t want to see any prohibited items, including necklaces, bracelets, rings, or earrings. Understood?"
"Understood," the four rows of girls responded in unison.
"Good." Dallas stood aside, "Stand at attention for half an hour."
Those words were practically a nightmare.
The girls looked helplessly at him and obediently stood at attention.
At the start of military training, apart from standing at attention all morning, they had only learned to march, turn left, and turn right, these relatively simple three exercises.
Two hours and more ticked by, finally reaching eleven thirty.
Mia felt uncomfortable all over.
Her skin was sensitive, and even with the skincare products given by Koa Jackson, it was still a bit unbearable.
Her neck and arms, exposed to the sun, felt as if they were being pricked by fine needles. When the sweat ran down, it felt like thousands of ants crawling, unbearably itchy, yet unable to scratch, it was indescribably uncomfortable.
"Stand——at ease!" A loud and clear male voice suddenly rang out.
A synchronized "snap" sounded from the troop.
"Everyone, turn left——march!" Dallas’s voice was cold and hard.
Seeing the girls visibly relieved, each with flushed cheeks from the sun and sweat rolling off their foreheads, showing no pity, he formed the line and directly ordered, "Turn right——eight hundred meters, run——go!"