Chapter 558: The Abacus Beads You're Flicking Are Hitting Me in the Face

A day passed in the blink of an eye. Leighton Jauncy stayed in formation and trained with a surprising amount of discipline. Daniel Lyson strolled past the line from time to time, his gaze sliding over him like it was accidental. By then, the smug grin Leighton had worn on day one was long gone. All that remained was a mask of misery. He even looked a lot more obedient. Daniel smiled faintly. A Top Recruit who got assigned to an ordinary unit could swagger for a little while, sure. Over the long...