Chapter 1592
Wesley and George had become the latest laughingstock in the army base.
When the soldiers had finished their training, they would get together and talk.
Wesley and George's reputation also hit rock bottom.
"Centurions are amazing. He made a mistake that bad and hasn't been stripped of his rank."
"He has a good father! Commander Jokerman knelt to plead for his son in front of so many people. The
Commander-in-chief had no choice but to cut them some slack."
"Wesley and George are a disgrace to Dorodo city defense army. It's ridiculous that these two can still
serve as leaders!"
Such talk was everywhere.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtZander gathered these comments and reported them to Sean.
"Commander, the soldiers in the army are unhappy with Wesley and his son. II
Zander said in a deep voice.
Sean laughed, nodded, and said, "It's what I expected. Wesley and George's reputations would take a
nose-dive after what happened. There must be less than 10% soldiers who still support him and his
son."
"Indeed."
Zander nodded approvingly.
He finally figured out Sean's intention.
Giving in and letting Wesley go twice seemed to have shown Wesley great mercy, but it was not for
him; it was to control the army's morale.
How long had it been? Sean was new here.
However, he had won over the entire Dorodo city defense army.
He was now a certified member of Dorodo's city defense army. He was probably more commanding
than Gregory and Anthony, who have been chiliarchs for more than a decade!
"Commander, do you think George will still make mistakes?"
Zander asked suddenly.
"Yes, he will."
Sean said with a nod.
Just then, an errand runner came in.
It turned out that Ronald's son Frank Townsend had reached the army base.
"Zander, Frank is yours. Train him. We can keep him if he has potential."
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmSean was also looking for something for Zander to do.
Zander had had so much time on his hands these days that he was getting sluggish.
Therefore, under Zander's training, Frank, who had just joined the army, began his hellish training life!
Leader's dormitory.
George sat on the sofa, shirtless.
There were bruises all over his back, and he looked terrible.
His face was thick with anger.
"Don't move!"
Wesley, who was applying medicine for George, yelled. Unexpectedly, his son got up suddenly.
George picked up the water glass on the table, smashed it, and shouted," Sean's a bully! Dad, let’s
rebel and oust him as commander-in-chief!
Otherwise, sooner or later, we’ll..."
Wesley covered George's mouth before he finished speaking.
"Shut up! Don't you dare talk nonsense in this situation! Beware of trouble coming from your mouth!"
With that, Wesley sighed exasperatedly