“Where is Mr. Campbell?”
Joachim arrived at the tent entrance with two of his personal guards.
As soon as he stepped in, he heard Eileen's moaning from inside.
Joachim was also quite upset, but then he thought that perhaps Donald's bandit-like nature fit perfectly with them.
“Captain, should I go in and call him now?”
Joachim glared at the mercenary and said, “Go ahead if you're seeking death. How would you feel if you were interrupted at a time like this?”
The mercenary shrank his neck and dared not speak anymore.
Any man would know what that feeling was like. If he were to go in there, he would be shooting himself in the foot.
Fortunately, Donald didn't spend too much time messing around inside.
In no time at all, Donald came straight out from inside.
As he was fastening his belt, he asked Joachim, “How come your unit meeting end so quickly?”
Seeing Donald's nonchalant demeanor, Joachim felt annoyed. However, he still smiled and said to Donald, “For us mercenaries, efficiency is always our top priority, so time is the most precious thing to us.”
“I'm not sure if you're ready, Mr. Campbell. If you are, we can depart at any time.”
“I'm ready to go, feeling refreshed and clear-headed. However, you should let your men know that I'm quite pleased with this woman. It would be best if they didn't harbor any other intentions towards her.”
Hearing Donald say this, Joachim gave orders according to Donald's wishes even though he was cursing under his breath.
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