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    “You know how it is, Kareem.”


    Taking a step forward, Harlee moved into position.


    Rhys, watching with a smirk, positioned himself just behind Harlee. Since having delivered the baby, she hadn’t engaged in any harsh activities. These soldiers would provide a good opportunity for her to stretch her muscles.


    Harlee’sst trip to Uwhor remained a well-kept secret, with Rhys only aware of her visit, not her actions there.


    The assembled soldiers scrutinized Harlee skeptically. Unaware of who had selected them or the precise nature of their mission, they were only informed that their new instructor was a young mother in her twenties. The situation seemed unbelievable to them.


    Not out of any bias against mothers, they all respected their own, but they were chosen from arge pool of soldiers for an evidently crucial mission. Could this young woman genuinely handle such responsibility?


    The soldiers couldn’t fathom failing their mission. Even if it meant breaching military decorum, they were prepared to challenge Kareem’s choice.


    Moreover, Harlee’s striking beauty and delicate skin seemed more fitting for a sheltered life than the harshness of military discipline. Hermanding presence was undeniable, yet in the military, physical prowess was paramount. Her resemnce to Kareem perhaps exined her imposing aura.


    From the moment Harlee entered the training field, she sensed the soldiers’ skepticism. But such doubt was nothing new. Even the members of the Shadow Moon Society had initially doubted her. Now, would anyone dare challenge her?


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    Harlee lifted her eyelids just enough to give a cold, sweeping nce over everyone. Her posture, haughty andmanding, resembled that of a queen surveying her subjects.


    “You doubt mypetence?” Her voice tinged with a challenge.


    Instantly, the soldiers responded in unison, “Yes, we do!”


    Their coordinated reply, charged with defiance, mirrored their unified disbelief.


    Harlee responded smoothly, her voice filled with authority, “It’s impressive how well you sync up despite just meeting. That’s promising.”


    This response puzzled the soldiers. Clearly, they couldn’t understand her intentions. All they could think was that she was simply acting superior, which only made them dislike her more. The soldiers’ faces were tight with tension and anger, as if she hadmitted some grave wrongdoing.


    The conversation created an awkward shift in the atmosphere.


    Rhys remained silent and impassive. He anticipated the impending showdown. Harlee obviously had a n, and he knew better than to interfere. A mistake on his part might provoke her further,plicating matters unnecessarily.


    Lionel Medina, the most defiant and skilled among the recruits, stood out due to his exceptionalbat and marksmanship abilities, which were superior to many veteran soldiers. Had he not been so insubordinate, he likely would have risen in rank by now.


    Confronted with Harlee’s daunting confidence, Lionel stepped forward resolutely, saluting Kareem sternly. His voice resonated through the field.


    “Major General Sanderson, we cannot acknowledge thisdy as our instructor. If the higher-ups have decreed it and refusal is not an option, then I will only ept her if she can defeat me inbat!” As Lionel spoke, he pointed defiantly at Harlee, his gaze brimming with challenge.


    The rest of the soldiers quickly supported his defiance.


    “We will not follow her lead unless she proves her superiority inbat!”


    “Major General, if you enforce her leadership, I prefer to train independently!”


    “We don’t need this kind of instructor!”


    Kareem’s gaze turned dark as he surveyed the proud soldiers below with a cold, calcting stare. Alright then. It was time for these narrow-minded individuals to experience a broader perspective of the world! “Is your objection because Harlee is a woman and you deem her unfit to instruct?”


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