?Chapter 581:
As Marissa concluded her remarks, Silver Fox burst intoughter. “Haha… You’re really something, ck Mallow. You’ve made this quite a spectacle!”
Marc chimed in, “Hold your horses, White Mallow. Don’t jump to conclusions. Even if Mr. Hoffman isn’t the exemry big brother, he wouldn’t show his true colors in front of others.”
“There’s always room for some drama,” Terry added with a mischievous grin. “Imagine if Xander was beaten to death by his brother; at least it would result in a family funeral. We could pop in to savor the melodrama!”
Encouraged by Terry’s grim scenario, Marc expanded on the thought. “Exactly, we might still witness our share of theatrics! Even if Xander were crippled, life would go on for him. Let’s see if he ends up a limb short.”
Silver Fox, Marc, and Terry could barely contain theirughter. “Hahaha.”
The mood considerably lightened. Everyone at the gathering seemed to eagerly anticipate the unfolding drama within the Hoffman family, almost as if they were spectators at a theater, keen on witnessing Xander’s downfall.
The scenario ying out before Bu hinted that the Doomsday Base crew might have influenced Xander to steal his private ne, aiming to incite him into betraying his older brother, potentially fracturing their bond.
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Initially skeptical, Bu found his doubts fading as even ck Mallow, the chief instructor at Doomsday Base, behaved simrly; he had no choice but to ept this new reality.
Watching the odd behaviors of those around him, Bu surmised that Xander had probably endured considerable bullying at the base. It appeared Xander was a loner, devoid of allies and respect among his peers at Doomsday Base.
The way these people openly disrespected Xander suggested the possible severity of his solitary struggles. Bu realized that the Doomsday Base personnel, including their chief instructor ck Mallow, treated Xander more like a mascot than a human being.
It was disheartening to see Xander maintain his loyalty to the base and to ck Mallow despite their tant indifference toward his dignity.
Xander had been sent to Doomsday Base as a young teenager by their grandfather. Bu couldn’t begin to fathom the trials Xander had faced over the years.
While the physical regimen alone wouldn’t have disturbed Bu much, the notion of Xander suffering ongoing emotional torment and mistreatment stirred deep sympathy within him.
A wave of understanding washed over Bu, and his initial resentment toward Xander melted intopassion. “Come here, Xander,” he called out gently.
Xander waspletely taken aback. He seethed at the insults hurled by Silver Fox, Marc, and Terry, teetering on the brink ofshing out in response. But when even ck Mallow joined in the mockery, he was left dumbfounded.
Despite her rigorous training methods, ck Mallow typically showed a nurturing side toward Xander, treating him more like a yful youngster than a peer.
It seemed that everyone could be harsh and unkind toward Xander, but ck Mallow had always been the exception. So, when Bu called out to him with such gentleness, a sudden realization dawned on Xander.
The taunting from White Mallow, Marc, and Terry, together with ck Mallow’s indifference, was all orchestrated maneuvers designed to stir Bu’s sympathy, thereby mitigating any harsh consequences.
Grasping this maniption, Xander suppressed a burst ofughter. When Bu beckoned, Xander walked over and whispered, “Bu?”
Without any admonishment, Bu gently patted his head and gave a quiet directive. “Stand behind me.”
“Sure,” Xander responded, positioning himself obediently behind Bu.
When Bu signaled for Xander to take his ce behind him, it silently affirmed his protective instinct, resonating deeply with Xander.
Despite Bu’s usually stern appearance and stringent expectations, he harbored a genuine concern for Xander. He found it intolerable to watch Xander suffer at the hands of others.
Once Xander was securely positioned, Bu turned his attention back to Marissa, his voice firm. “ck Mallow, as long as I’m here, you won’t take that chip away!”
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