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    Kareem descended the stairs just in time to witness their intimate moment. He averted his gaze, skeptical. Could this really be the same Rhys he knew?


    Though Kareem initially wanted to retreat, he had pressing matters to discuss with Harlee. Steeling himself, he approached them.


    “Ahem.”


    Kareem cleared his throat pointedly, hoping to catch their attention.


    Yet, Harlee and Rhys seemed undisturbed, continuing their private moment without a hint of awkwardness.


    Harlee savored thest spoonful of her soup before turning her gaze to Kareem.


    “Kareem, have you secured a venue for the three months of intensive training?”


    Over the recent days, she had scouted numerous military instations nationwide and personally selected twenty candidates. Among them, only six met the criteria of being among the elite.


    Harlee didn’t doubt the capabilities of elite soldiers. She simply found it more exhrating to challenge the vigor of younger recruits, as they tended to be more adaptable to her rigorous training style.


    Aware of his sister’s selective approach to the team, Kareem asked directly, “Harlee, have you decided on a location for the training?”


    Passing the bowl to Rhys and dabbing her mouth gently, Harlee said with a light nod, “Yes, I’ve got it all nned out.”


    She was genuinely excited about the uing three months.


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    “Alright, we’ll proceed with your n then.”


    Themand hierarchy had granted Kareem considerable autonomy for this project, and he intended to extend the same liberty to Harlee to ensure her sess. Rhys epted the bowl, heading into the kitchen with a smirk forming. Harlee’s strategy in y? Those recruits were in for a rigorous session. Given his schedule was clear, he pondered tagging along to observe the fun.


    The following morning at 8:00 a.m., on the vast training fields of the Baythorn Central Military Base, which could amodate thousands, twenty soldiers stood in formation. Their arms and faces flushed from the cold, they were dressed in short sleeves and stood tall like statues. The cold had left everyone’s faces and arms red.


    The soldiers all kept their eyes focused ahead, awaiting the next instructions.


    Kareem stood at the center, while Harlee and Rhys casually positioned themselves to one side.


    Harlee and Rhys stood side by side, dressed in matching sportswear, exuding a casual and carefree vibe. Yet, their presence demanded respect from everyone around them.


    Confronted with the soldiers’ noticeable skepticism and cautiousness, Harlee’s lips twisted into a half-smile as she tilted her head toward Kareem. With a serious tone, she said, “It seems these soldiers aren’t too keen to follow orders.”


    She was itching to give them an impressive training session.


    Kareem, catching the glint of challenge in Harlee’s eyes, sympathized with these soldiers. Could they withstand Harlee’s intensive regimen? He had reviewed their profiles. All were proficient inbat, which somewhat reduced his concerns.


    “Military conduct demands strict adherence to hierarchy. Should any resist, then beat them until theyply!” Kareem said loudly. While addressing Harlee, his true audience was the twenty soldiers, alerting them to the standards expected.


    Despite his uncertainty about Harlee’s precise capabilities, Kareem knew these soldiers were unlikely to outmatch her. Her excitement only confirmed the soldiers’ uing ordeal.


    Harlee strode to Kareem, gave his shoulder a friendly tap, and shed him a mischievous grin.


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