With a slight pause, Flossie Wright gave him a sidelong glance.
Joshua Bailey wisely avoided her gaze.
Meanwhile, the two were already standing on the training ground, and the other trainees who were freely moving about were advancing on various subjects.
"You go ahead."
Joshua Bailey very gentlemanly gestured toward the whistle in Flossie Wright's hand.
Flossie Wright, her finger hooked around the whistle's cord, flicked her wrist, causing the whistle to circle twice in the air before resting between her fingers.
"BEEP—BEEP—BEEP—"
Flossie Wright unapologetically put the whistle to her lips and blew hard.
The trainees who had long been observing this side, upon hearing the whistle blow, immediately rushed over and quickly lined up in front of the two, forming a female-in-front, male-in-back formation.
And once assembled, almost all gazes were fixed on Flossie Wright.
Pairs of fiery eyes, filled with curiosity.
