Tiger raised his hand flicked it in a lazy mocking acknowledgement.
His held Leon's gaze for a while before turning as the gazes of Leon's squad began to tilt toward his direction.
His entire body turned and vanished, joining the shadowy part of the red building.
"is that…" Liu Yan asked, her lips parting slightly as she tapped on Bao Xiong's shoulder. "Did you see him? The Son of the Blue-Flamed Dragon?"
Bao Xiong's expression shifted from weary to alert the moment he turned and glanced at Liu Yan's shock-filled face. "Didn't you see him yesterday during the morning drills?"
On their way back to the dormitory, no one talked, only their heels of their boots took over.
Inside the madhouse, the post-training fatigues had vanished and replaced by a tensed feeling.
Liu Yan walked toward Leon and sat beside him. the mattress dipped low the moment she added her palms on the mattress.
