Ignoring Flick, who was now stunned, dumbfounded, and in a daze, the female instructor continued, "Jaxon Kane, step forward!"
"Yeah."
Jax let out a grunt as a response to the instructor calling his name. With his hands casually in his pockets, he tilted his cap and glared at the female officer, whose face was now flushed with anger. He said calmly, "Excuse me, but I am just a small-time hoodlum, used to being a wild boy. I have no experience in formal service or the honor of military training. We all have different starting points, and I am naturally incomparable to these blue-bloods around me who grew up under the star-spangled banner."
Jax spoke with a facade of modesty, but his nonchalant attitude and the way he looked the female instructor up and down were unpleasant to anyone watch
