"Yes, Sir Malin! Salute to you, Sir!" This soldier saluted with pride on his face—In his memory, except for his platoon leader, no superior had ever remembered his name, let alone someone as high and mighty as Malin. Therefore, when Malin called out his name, the pride and self-esteem on this young man's face were visible.
"Do you know about Halsan Chandler."
"Yes, I know." The young man repeated everything that Val had just said.
Very well, it seems we can only ask the people from the Dole Vince family. With such regret, Malin ordered Tuojin to dispatch two platoons to search for Halsan Chandler in the northwestern area of the town, granting them permission to fire at will—those dogs of the Dole Vince family must be searching that area, and if they dare to resist, kill them all.
"Hey, outsiders, what are you doing?" A voice from the other side of the square made Malin turn around, and the hand he raised as if by magic halted the incoming arrows.
