Chapter 936 Looks Don’t Matter—My Wife Does

• Even as he said it, Danny Jarvis felt he was being shameless as hell.
• Raiden let out a cold laugh. “Drill? You blew up half our Ghost Sect and shelled our front gate. You call that a drill?”
• Danny wiped his sweat and kept spinning his tale. “It really is a drill. Mr. Raiden, you might not know—this is the hottest drill style this year. Make it hyper-real. That’s how you train soldiers better, toughen their nerves, show them how brutal war is, and build a stronger foundation so they don’t freak the hell out when danger hits later on... It’s all Mr. Tate’s careful planning, right, Mr. Tate?”