Chapter 357


    “Enough,” Andrius said, stopping Sean.


    Sean zipped his mouth immediately. His heart remained pounding as he drowned in anxiety. He knew


    the Wolf King was about to judge him.


    “I can spare you.”


    Andrius‘ first sentence lifted a mountain from Sean’s shoulder.


    The Knights could be saved!


    However, what Andrius said next pushed Sean back into the abyss again.


    “But…”


    Andrius stared at Sean emotionlessly and said, “Ms. Houser here is the daughter of a deceased


    soldier, and your subordinate treated her poorly. Which means you disrespected the soldiers of


    Florence and challenged their dignity.”


    His words fueled Sean’s anxiety.


    Sean dared not make a noise. He lowered his head as he listened to Andrius‘ judgment, so low that he


    could bury his face in his crotch. He waited anxiously for the sentence.


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    “Donate half of the Knights‘ assets to the Martyrs‘ Society aspensation, and we will call it a day,”


    Andrius spoke emotionlessly and indubitably.


    Sean was mortified. His eyes started to lose focus as his world copsed around him.


    Half of the Knights‘ assets?


    His family had worked hard for generations to be where they were today and rooted themselves


    strongly in Sumeria.


    Now, because of the useless sh*t Hank, he lost half of it.


    Sean wished he could tell his men to bring that fat sh*t back and beat him to death. His heart was


    bleeding, but he dared not voice a single word ofint in front of the Wolf King.


    In order to stay alive, he could not do anything but bite the bullet. “I will make it happen when I go


    back.”


    Then, he personally oversaw Snow’s resignation process and handed everything Snow requested back


    to her.


    Andrius grunted coldly before he left with Snow and Noir.


    “M–Mr. Moonshade…” On the way back, Snow paused and looked at Andrius, curiously asking, “Are


    you some high–ranking officer in the army?”


    She recalled what he said to Sean earlier, which was not something anyone could say.


    Only a general who loved his soldiers, a leader who prioritized his men, would say something this


    grand and wise.


    “What makes you think so?” Andrius asked.


    Snow looked at Andrius with her crystal–clear eyes and smiled, showing off her sweet dimples.


    He did not answer her question, but the meaning was obvious.


    She knew that Andrius must be a high–ranking officer in the army. Herte father was at soldier, a


    martyr who sacrificed for the country, and she was proud of him.


    Andrius‘ aid warmed her heart.


    When she looked at him again, his figure grew tall and grand, ovepping with the


    magnificent fatherly figure that she respected but lost to the war. A figure that she almost forgot.


    “Thank you, Mr. Moonshade.” Snow tiptoed and kissed Andrius on the cheek before she shyly


    ran away.


    The sudden kiss caught Andrius off guard.


    When he recovered hisposure, he noticed a sharp gaze looking at him.


    He turned around and saw Luna.


    Luna had appeared without his knowledge and was staring at him angrily.