Chapter 1222

“Where’s Anderson Jones?”

Artoile clasped his hands behind his back as he spoke in that unfriendly tone.

“H-He’s probably in the toilet,” Sicard answered somewhat sheepishly.

Had Anderson gotten himself into trouble?

Artoilé scoffed. “Did he go use the toilets at the Empire Hotel?”

Given everything, Sicard’s title as a general would go to waste if he had not already figured out what was going on.

Anderson’s previous request to undertake the Empire Hotel had been rejected.

The only reason he was at the Empire Hotel again was probably because he was there to cause trouble.

Sicard gulped. “W-What’s he doing at the Empire Hotel?”

“This had better have nothing to do with you. If not, I’ll kill you as well!”

Artoile huffed before he strode off, his bodyguard following closely.

Sicard returned to his room, grabbed a jacket, and hurried out as well.

20 minutes later, over a dozen patrol cars led a dozen trucks that each carried soldiers to park on the main road leading to the Empire Hotel.

The roads were relatively empty today since the Empire Hotel was not open for business that day.

they immediately caught sight of the soldiers standing outside the hotel. Sicard was

intuition and stopped Anderson from leaving

Warden knew what was going on, there was

he had shown him and not rat him out.

all

faster than his feet

looks of gloom immediately

“Get in

2,000 soldiers immediately got

face devoid of any

already past his 50s, his presence was

return to the Southern Territory for a month’s

his gaze

of them felt terrible and displayed unpleasant

Dark Mountain Special Training was one of the most

the very least, emerge with a layer of skin removed from their

Sicard suddenly

immediately snapped to attention.

“Right turn!

“Begin jogging!”

lips, all

toward

the door,

Nash and the others were sitting on

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