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James' head snapped toward the Cloud Race woman, his gaze filled with a hint of confusion. He didn't immediately respond to his father, it was just that that giggle sounded far too familiar.

"You, who are you?" James asked.

The Cloud Race woman blinked, tilting her head. She didn't seem to want to answer. Or maybe wanting to answer was the wrong way to put it. It was more like she disdained to or didn't feel like speaking with James.

"Hey, I asked you a question." James said coldly, his pale face slowly becoming more rosy. At that moment, he wasn't the same James that faced his father. That sort of fear was only something his old man could induce in him. To everyone else, he was a general who commanded respect and fear himself.

The Cloud Race lady snorted.

"James, did I not already dismiss you?" Governor Duke Bennett said coldly.

James clenched his teeth but didn't turn back to his father, instead taking a step forward.