Chapter 205: You've got some nerve-want your own dad to salute you?

An office at Regimental Headquarters. Tim Lyson sat on the sofa, took a sip of tea, and glanced at Daniel Lyson with smug satisfaction. Daniel stood there with a grave face, spine ramrod straight like someone shoved a mop handle down his back. He had been a troublemaker since he was little, always going head-to-head with his dad. But truth be told, at home he feared the old man the most. Maybe it was because Tim had been too strict with him from the start, and that fear had set deep in his bones....