Chapter 267: A Ruthless Slap to the Face

Ramon Baxter's speech hit like a war drum, righteous and stirring. Every Chicia citizen in the room felt their blood surge. They all wanted to roar the same thing: Damn, we finally got that out of our system. That felt so good. Up on the stage, Skyler Lashbrook, who had been strutting around like he owned the place, had gone stone-faced. Just watching him simmer in silence made everyone feel inexplicably refreshed. Where was all that swagger from earlier? Where was that arrogant, holier-than-thou...