"It's you?"
Having found his target, Leo strode toward Alex.
Kloer glared at the Zone 19 higher-ups who were trying to pass the buck. "Is this Alex's problem too? He came here to build your fortifications, not to be your daddy. He's cleaned up so many of your messes, but I haven't heard any of you call him 'Dad' yet."
Upon hearing Kloer's words, a variety of expressions flickered across the higher-ups' faces.
"Him."
Just as Leo approached, Alex raised a hand and casually pointed at a higher-up who looked particularly displeasing to him.
Leo stopped in his tracks, turned his head, and bared his teeth.
"Ah, me?" The higher-up was stunned for a moment. Seeing Leo draw his blade, he immediately grabbed another manager responsible for the matter. "He's in charge of this! It has nothing to do with me!"
Leo strode forward, kicked the man to the ground, then grabbed the other manager by the back of the neck and slammed him onto the conference table.
