Chapter 978
The Heiress’ Return: Six Brothers at Her Beck and Call
Chapter 978 Youâre Not Any Better Than Traitors
âWhat are you saying?â Kristina glared at him. âJairo, stop talking if you donât remember anything.
Jairo realized that it was inappropriate to talk like this given the situation. He quickly changed his tone.â Weâll win! Weâll definitely win! And weâll win spectacularly!â
âExactly! Foplya surrendered voluntarily. I remember that clearly!â Kristina said enthusiastically.
Mylaâs eyes lit up upon hearing this, and she immediately asked, âReally? Foplya surrendered voluntarily? Itâs 1940 now. Will they surrender this year?â
âYes! I think?â They realized how little knowledge they had when they actually needed it. They were genuinely unsure about it.
Phoebe Boyd, the student in a traditional Foplyanese outfit, still remembered a little. âIt definitely wasnât this year. Let me think about it.â Upon hearing that, the hope in Mylaâs eyes began to fade.
Zayden couldnât stand it anymore and stepped in. His tone was harsh, âHow can you not remember? This is such an important event for us! I- I-â Tears were welling up in his eyes.
Myla patted him. âDonât make it hard for the civilians.â
âThe chief of staff said that people who go to college are all knowledgeable. They should know everything. Myla, why donât they know anything!â
Upon hearing this, another male student, Nico Reid, got angry. âWhy should we remember such things so clearly? Come on, what era is it now? Can you stop spreading anxiety?
âWeâre already exhausted from our thesis project. Do we really have to remember things from so long ago? Bro, this is a time of peace, okay? This is so lame.â
Zayden had trouble understanding Nicoâs words. Many of the young soldiers at the time were from rural
villages.
They were often orphans who were rescued by the army. Some of them dreamed of wearing the uniform and had fervent and sincere dedication since young.
âWhat do you mean?â Zayden asked.
Nico Reid shouted, âHelp! Let me go back! I canât communicate with you guys. Donât impose your stuff on us. Weâre already under a lot of pressure, okay? You-â
A sharp, snapping sound was heard. Before Nico could finish, Wynter gave him a hard slap. The sharp sound echoed underground, resonating so intensely that it felt as if their faces were stinging from the
reverberation.
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âWho the fuck do you think you are? How dare you bark around here?â Wynter lifted Nico by his collar as she said that. Her eyes were icy cold.
âThey are the reason you can safely attend your university, sleep, and play games in your dorm without worrying about a bullet hitting your clueless head one day! They bought your safety with their blood!â
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Nico was stunned and his face was starting to swell. He clenched his fist, ready to punch her back when
he regained his senses.
Myla tried to intervene, fearing they might start a fight. But before Myla had a chance to intervene, Wynter caught Nicoâs fist. She squeezed his fist hard, causing Nico to involuntarily lower himself in pain.
âTimes have indeed changed.â Wynter stood there, looking down at Nico with a faint, mocking expression.
âI might have overestimated you. Youâre just a loafer who doesnât even attend classes properly, cramming at the last minute to avoid failing.
âYou have tattoos on your arms and reek of alcohol. Whatâs the matter? Canât pay off your loans and feel the pressure now?â
âIf you canât speak properly, then shut up.â Wynterâs eyes were as dark as impenetrable fog. âYou learned a couple of foreign phrases and got so proud that you forgot who your ancestors were. Who are you to show off here like this?â
The other students could see that Nico was truly in pain.