Requisition?
Lin Mu's eyebrows rose as he looked at the seven people before him. Each of these seven men was brimming with vitality, exuding a strong, iron-blooded aura.
Military men!
Lin Mu recognized their origins in an instant, and the corners of his lips curled into a faint smile.
"Kid, our captain is talking to you!"
Seeing Lin Mu's silence and cold smile, one of the men slammed his palm on the table in front of him.
CRACK!
The sturdy pear wood tabletop instantly fractured into a spiderweb of fissures.
A threat. This man was threatening him.
"I'm rather curious what gives you the right to requisition my company's medicine," Lin Mu said, leaning back in his chair. "I wonder, is this your own idea, or that of the Yue Province Military Region?"
"Hm?"
Having their identities exposed by Lin Mu, the men's expressions all shifted slightly. This was because their identities were somewhat sensitive, and their appearance in this situation was inappropriate.
