At that moment, Dylan suddenly shot up as he slammed the table.
He bellowed, “Tyler Grant, don’t think you can act as you please just because you have some talent. We’re not easy targets!”
“Who are you? Do you have the right to talk to me?” Tyler gave him a cold glance.
“Hmph! Listen up!” Dylan straightened his chest and held his head up high. “My name is Dylan Harmon! I’m currently a high–ranking commander of the Dark Panther Cavalry. I’ve fought over a dozen wars and slain hundreds of men!”
“A mere commander is challenging me? Where did you get your courage? You’re not even a deputy general. Tyler spoke indifferently.
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