Bam!
The sound of a fist hitting the table ripped through the air and the Marshal who was having a call with the prime ministers was angered beyond words.
He raised his head and met his son's indifferent expression. His expression might have been cold and aloof but the Marshal could clearly see anger in those dark eyes.
He glanced at the admirals standing by the door his fierce gaze reprehensive before getting back to his video call.
"Let's end on this note. We can discuss the remaining points on the agenda tomorrow," he said and the prime ministers who had seen what just happened repressed their gossiping hearts and logged off.
If it was in the past they would have made fun of the Marshal a little bit but after he saved them from Prime minister Ju's ploy they didn't dare say a single bad thing.