Carson Flores glanced at the others. Although there was still lingering anger on his face, the aura of risking it all for a result had dissipated.
Carson understood that they were intimidated by the name of the Compton Family.
Not to mention the Compton Family, even the Military Supply Office is something ordinary people dare not provoke or offend.
Earlier, the Star-Sweeping Sect man was clearly an outburst of anger after his hopes were dashed; under normal circumstances, he obviously wouldn't use such a tone.
Housekeeper Roth sneered coldly, "If you want to complain, then go ahead. If not, you can leave."
The Star-Sweeping Sect man's expression was wooden; clearly, he didn't dare to complain.
He accepted defeat.
Cannot afford to provoke!
Simply cannot afford to provoke!
Housekeeper Roth withdrew his gaze, a slight smile appearing on his face, as he turned to Taliesin Compton: "Sect Master Compton, please follow me!"
"Thank you!"
