By the time Jonathan woke up, Sebastian was on the verge of passing out due to the exhaustive training regimes he had to endure.

Although he had his fair share of combat training back in the day, those were nothing as compared to the intensive training the militants had to go through on a daily basis.

As a corporate player, he spent most of his time in his office, perusing countless types of documents to ensure the running of the company.

In other words, there was no way he could get used to the training regimes of the militants in such a short span of time.

Sebastian was completely drenched in sweat after the hectic session. He lay on the ground and insisted on taking a break.

The platoon leader rushed to his side and ordered, “Hurry up and bring yourself up! We still have ten laps to go!”

 

Sebastian got himself ready for the worst and asked, “Why don’t you just take me out?”

The platoon leader was rendered speechless by his reply. It was then Jonathan showed up and asked, “How many laps have it been?”

 

“Twenty!”

“What about the rest of the training regimes?”

“A total of fifty push-ups, thirty minutes of plank, and fifteen sets of burpee!” the platoon leader reported on Sebastian’s progress when he heard Jonathan’s question.

Truth be told, it was considered an impressive feat for an ordinary man. The platoon leader thought the frail-looking young man might not make it through half of the training regime he had devised.

had accomplished most of the training regimes apart from the thirty laps

the platoon away with him and leave them alone. He wasn’t particularly irked since

“Can’t you even keep up with an ordinary training regime? What the heck is

and yelled, “You are in no position to

in front of him, he started emanating an intimidating presence, indicating he had

on the verge of losing his

I have another

in the morning. Sebastian thought he had been seeing things

with me again! There’s no

rough morning and being tortured by Jonathan made it to the

misfortune when they found

Charles’ brother, asked with his chest held high, “If that’s the case, is it safe to assume we don’t

of taking it easy since there wasn’t

moment he finished his question, someone shrieked and queried, “Are you serious? Aren’t you aware that the maniac has

was none other than Jocelyn, Tiffany’s mother,

when they recalled how Connor’s son had passed because

him off the hook when he’s a shame of the family! We need to take him out

We need to kill him for the sake of

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