"Sir, here are Miss Molly's exam results from this period, please have a look."
Inside a small but exquisitely built three-story building within the military compound, a young man with black short hair gently knocked on the door. After receiving a response from inside, he lightly placed a report card on the wide desk cluttered with numerous documents.
The man sitting behind the desk wore a neatly pressed military uniform. His stature, nearly six feet three, was tall and slender, carrying an imposing momentum that was impossible to overlook.
He did not raise his eyes; he only slightly darkened his long, dark eyes, his already cold eyebrows slightly furrowing.
The chiseled and angular face made him appear even more indifferent.
"Hmm." The man simply made a faint sound, and if it weren't Harrison Lucas, who had been by his side since childhood, bringing in the report card, the stern and harsh Ben Lucas might not have responded at all.
