"I told you to go out and have a look. Why are you just standing there?"
The adjutant seemed not to hear. His raised leg did not step out the door; instead, he retreated a step and knelt down.
"Greetings, Prince Nathan!"
At this moment, everyone in the cabin finally saw Nathan Young standing outside the door, and they were so startled that they all knelt down.
"Greetings, Prince Nathan!"
Each of them was at least an adjutant, with the lowest at the Spirit-Refinement Stage. Yet before Nathan Young, they were no different from the Skyward Legionnaires, not daring even to lift their heads.
Nathan Young leaned on his Flame Spear and swept a cold gaze over them, his eyes finally falling on Anna Yang's blood-soaked robes.
His big eyes blinked, instantly igniting with fury. He opened his mouth wide and roared, "Who did this—!"
He kicked a Skyward Legionnaire to the ground.
The old bearded man's face sank even lower. "That blood... it's from our own men..."
Hearing this, and seeing that Anna Yang's expression was not grim, Nathan Young finally breathed a sigh of relief. He strode into the cabin and reached out to undo Anna's Spirit Shackles.
The grizzled officer hurriedly protested, "She can't be released—she... she helped the demon monkey escape today. This matter has already been reported to General Percy."
Nathan's hand froze mid-motion, and his face instantly darkened.
Letting go of the Spirit Shackles, he turned to fix his gaze on the grizzled officer, stepping closer.
The grizzled officer, terrified, scrambled back two steps.
Nathan advanced quickly. The grizzled officer tried to retreat further, only to find himself pressed against the wall.
Nathan seized the officer's collar, slammed him against the wall, then released him, lightly patting his cheek. With a childlike innocence laced with menace, he asked, "Tell me, do you think I’d dare kill you right here?"
That smile sent a chill down the officer’s spine. Panicking, he waved frantically to the adjutants nearby: "Release her! Release her! Hurry! Now!"
The adjutants dared not hesitate. They rushed to Anna Yang, fumbling over each other as they unlocked the Spirit Shackles, then dropped to their knees in submission.
"P-Prince Nathan, does this... suffice?" The grizzled officer looked up at Nathan, forcing a flattering smile, his whole body trembling.