Chapitre 70: Chapter 56 Inquiry_2

Having dragged him into the middle of the tent, Stanley finally relaxed his grip, hurling "Wild Boar" forward. The figure stumbled and fell, sprawling on the ground and coughing for a long while before he slowly got up and stood straight.

Xiulote took a closer look and saw that it was indeed the middle-aged Commander Quetzal from yesterday. Wearing only a nightgown, his hair was disheveled, and he appeared utterly discomfited. His face was flushed red, his recent suffocation and anger causing him to breathe heavily, his slightly portly body trembling continuously.

Aweit watched this scene calmly. When Quetzal finally caught his breath, he asked with a smile, "Quetzal, since when did you become a Third Level Honored Noble? Was it promised by Tizoc? What else did he promise you?"

Quetzal lowered his head to straighten out his nightgown and smooth his hair, pretending he hadn't heard, offering no reply.