Chapter 353

Meanwhile, at a certain military barracks in the fringes of Riverton, an officer wearing camos was taking a nap in his office.

When his phone suddenly jingled with a notification, he snorted impatiently as he took his cap off his face. "Who the fuck is it? It's in the middle of the friggin' afternoon…"

As he grumpily whipped out his phone, he was wide awake when he saw the sender.

"Oh, shit…" He scrambled to his feet and barked at his men, "Assemble everyone, stat!"

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Aside from the soldiers at the barracks, the Quills were assembling as well.

Vicky wasted no time and called Cliff Dixon as well, telling him to gather every man at their disposal to come to the clubhouse.

Flying Sword Sect was no small force—the Quills alone would be no match for their numbers.

However, before Cliff could do as Vicky asked, Susan Redford suddenly snatched his phone and snapped, "What are you doing, Vicky? Why are you suddenly gathering everyone?"

"Oh, I don't have to explain," Vicky sighed impa