This was the first time he questioned his ideal. This ideal was ingrained in him by his parents and grandparents. It had been in the code of conduct, that righteousness should be observed in every walks of life.
This had been working for him but not today. He couldn't wrap his head aloud where he was wrong. His heart was in his throat, beating vehemently. His finger trembled a bit.
After what looked like forever, he recovered from the metal shock and took a deep breath. He raised his head and looked at Justin with new determination.
Though he questioned his ideal for a moment. But thinking about his parents' and grandparents' teaching. He knew he was never wrong.
"I don't need people to support me to believe what I know is right. Your action is barbaric, that's the truth."
The timid and quiet crowd raised their heads and nodded. They have to give it to him. Mack was righteous and worthy to be the son of the country's most decorated general.