Chapter 478 The Torture Continues
Ronian's jaw went slightly stiff, and his face was slightly pale.
With more than five hundred push-ups as a beginning, his whole body was sore.
There were still more than four hours until the time off duty. Ronian wondered what tricks Ormand would play against him.
Ormand saw his nervous expression and coldly smiled. Ormand ordered in a low voice, "Separate your feet to the same width as your shoulders. Take a seated position for an hour and execute it immediately."
Ronian didn't expect it would be so easy.
"Yes, Sir."
He let out a sigh of relief and obediently followed the order.
The hot wind blew. His cheeks were sweating heavily. Ronian did not say a word, and he breathed steadily while silently calculating the time.
Ormand stared at Ronian for a while and said nothing. He bypassed the latter and walked to the bookshelf behind.