Nolan Morrison's words carried a sense of scoundrel behavior; essentially, it was, no matter how you fuss, it's my territory, and I call the shots.
If you don't want to leave, that's fine, as long as I have the evidence against you. If you're not afraid, feel free to try.
These people understood Nolan Morrison's intentions, feeling both angry and helpless.
They were accustomed to being handed things in the Company; they naturally believed the Company should support them, even feeling the Company hadn't given enough, and had wronged them.
They thought this situation would surely continue indefinitely.
But who would have thought Nolan Morrison would suddenly emerge, with such a resolute attitude, giving them no way out, and intending to drive them out directly.
Everyone was cursing Nolan Morrison in their hearts, wishing he would get hit by a car the next moment he stepped outside.
