Translator: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr "I don't know. Zhang Jing-an has never revealed anything!" replied Han Yu, "However, according to my men's report, he will personally visit that person today." He randomly drew a card and threw it on the table, then rubbed his chin and said with a smile, "I really want to know now — if that aberrant really joins Zhang Jing-an's faction, who will be the true leader of the Doha Central Academy faction?"
The ordinary-looking youth laughed coldly and said, "Zhang Jing-an has made a bad move! If that person is really as aberrant as he says, he definitely won't be able to suppress the other. "That said, he looked at the cards on the table and said," I don't want this one! Zhao Jun, it's your turn. "
Zhao Jun looked at his cards and shook his head, indicating that he didn't want it either. He indicated for Li Lanfeng to play his cards.
Li Lanfeng drew a card from the pile and put it down, saying, "You can't say that. Perhaps he is willing to serve as the other's assistant..."
The ordinary-looking youth glanced at Li Lanfeng and asked in return, "Do you think Zhang Jing-an has the breadth of mind?"
Li Lanfeng closed the cards and thought about it seriously, then said admiringly, "Wei Ji, looks like you still understand Zhang Jing-an!"
Wei Ji smiled, as if enjoying Li Lanfeng's words. "I've already fought with him for four years. If I still don't understand him, do I still have the right to sit beside you all?"
Han Yu smiled. Although the four of them were from different planets, after entering the military academy, they had worked together to fight against the Doha faction. The fact that they could so easily trample the Doha Central Academy faction underfoot now was inseparable from the cooperation of the four of them.
"That's why, we still need to continue working together. We can't let Zhang Jing-an find a chance to strut around," said Han Yu.
Zhao Jun shrugged and said, "Don't look for me for scheming and scheming. If the battle starts, just let me know."
Wei Ji glanced at him and said dispassionately, "I'm not counting on you to come up with any plans. Just be in charge of fighting."
Zhao Jun glared at him angrily. Just as he was about to speak, Li Lanfeng spoke up, "Zhao Jun is our strongest mecha operator. If we don't rely on him to fight, who else can we rely on?" That said, he threw Zhao Jun a look of admiration, causing the fury in Zhao Jun's heart to instantly vanish. Patting his chest, Zhao Jun said, "Don't worry, leave the fighting to me!"
Han Yu and Wei Ji subconsciously looked at each other with a trace of fear in their eyes. However, they quickly returned to normal. One continued to be calm and collected while the other continued to smile evilly.
Li Lanfeng didn't seem to notice the change in their eyes. He looked at Han Yu and Wei Ji with a smile and asked warmly, "Do you want to continue?"
Han Yu tossed the cards in his hands onto the table and stretched lazily. Then, he stood up and said, "Forget it, I'm not playing anymore. Without understanding the situation on Zhang Jing-an's side, I won't feel at ease sitting here either."
Not far away, a few cadets had been chatting. Seeing Han Yu stand up, one of them quickly ran over. "Captain?"
"Let's go back!" Han Yu said to his team members.
"Going back so soon? Is something the matter? " Wei Ji frowned and also stood up. Although he did not have much desire to leave, since Han Yu was going to leave, there was no point in him staying.
Han Yu smiled and said, "I need to go back and arrange for some people to keep a close eye on Zhang Jing-an... I need to understand how strong that aberrant even Zhang Jing-an admires is. I don't want Doha Central Academy to rise again!" He had finally managed to lead the Wuji planet faction to suppress the Doha faction after so much difficulty — he did not want to give up this position of number three.
Wei Ji nodded and said, "Then I'll go with you!" Right then, Wei Ji's team members also ran over. The two of them led their own team members and quickly left the villa.
Seeing their figures disappear from sight, Zhao Jun snorted coldly and tossed down the cards in his hands. "D * mn it, they really think I'm their hired thug?"
Li Lanfeng similarly tossed down the cards in his hands, a faint smile appearing on his lips. "Since it's a collaboration, some price has to be paid, and this price is still within our control."
Zhao Jun turned his head away and stretched his somewhat stiff body, saying with some dissatisfaction, "I really don't know why you chose to join them back then. Wouldn't it have been better to join the number one or number two faction?"
Li Lanfeng shook his head and said, "Joining the number one or number two faction means that we would have no right to speak. That would truly be called a hired thug... and joining them, in order to protect their number three position, they would definitely rely heavily on us. Only with the right to speak can we truly gain a firm foothold in the military academy."
Zhao Jun knew that Li Lanfeng was right. He glanced worriedly at Li Lanfeng and said, "But, they are still starting to be wary of you."
Li Lanfeng smiled and said, "It's fine. I'm just a loner. Even if they are wary, they won't be that wary. As long as you don't act too close to me, it'll be fine."
"You want me to pretend to be a simple-minded hired thug, and you're the lubricant between us. If I don't get along well with you, who should I get along well with?" Zhao Jun huffed coldly. If he did not get close to Li Lanfeng, then that would be a problem.
"Actually, it's not that big of a problem. As long as you act as impulsive and aggressive as usual, making them feel that they can easily control you, they won't be too wary of me," said Li Lanfeng.
Zhao Jun huffed and said, "Right now, in the military academy, who doesn't think that I'm the impulsive and aggressive Zhao Batian?"
Li Lanfeng smiled at these words and said, "Isn't that good? Those who don't want to get into trouble won't take the initiative to provoke you?"
Zhao Jun was silent for a moment, and only after a long while did he open his mouth to ask, "When can we go up against that Thunder King?"
Li Lanfeng paused, and his entire being suddenly turned extremely cold. However, this change in aura was only momentary, returning to his original warm aura in the blink of an eye. He replied word by word, "There will always be a chance."
Zhao Jun took a long look at Li Lanfeng, the killing intent around him thickening. "I'll be waiting!"
Right then, a cool breeze blew in from the garden, ruffling the two men's hair. The two contrasting auras of warmth and coldness miraculously blended together, without any sense of awkwardness.
When new students entered the military academy, the first thing they had to do was to go through the registration procedures, and at the same time, receive the uniforms and dormitories provided by the military academy. The dormitories of the military academy were all stand-alone villas. Each villa could accommodate six people, and Ling Lan's team was coincidentally arranged to stay in one of these villas.
Zilong and the others were naturally extremely surprised, but only Ling Lan knew that this was definitely her father's handiwork. In order to prevent his daughter's gender from being exposed, Ling Xiao had racked his brains to arrange for these lackeys of Ling Lan's to stay together, hoping that they would be able to protect Ling Lan.
Of course, when Ling Xiao had made these arrangements, he had also done a lot of research in secret. He knew that Zilong and the others greatly admired Ling Lan, and were the kind of brothers who would risk their lives for Ling Lan. This made Ling Xiao feel proud, but also a little jealous. He kept feeling that this bunch of brats was here to steal his precious daughter...
The talkative students were basically all grouped into one area. During the registration period, Lin Zhong-qing and Xie Yi had used their respective abilities to find out some things about the military academy, such as the distribution and ranking of the various factions here.
The students from Doha were the most numerous, but they were divided into many factions of varying sizes, each of them unwilling to submit to the other. Among them, Zhang Jing-an's faction was the largest, and could be considered to represent the Central Scout Academy faction of Doha. Even so, he was still suppressed by three major factions, unable to move.
They were respectively the first faction, the Leiyun faction, the second faction, the Tianji faction, and the third faction, the Wuji faction.
When they told this information to Ling Lan and the others, Zilong was furious, thinking that Zhang Jing-an had disgraced their Central Scout Academy. Mind you, the Central Scout Academy was the school with the highest number of people enrolling into the military academy every year in the entire Federation.
Ling Lan and Han Jijun exchanged a glance, and a trace of understanding appeared in each other's eyes. Han Jijun reminded them, "Looks like Zhang Jing-an will be here soon." He turned to ask Ling Lan, "Boss Lan, what should we do?" To cooperate or to refuse?
"If he's coming, then let him come!" said Ling Lan noncommittally.
Han Jijun's eyes flashed, as if understanding something, and he did not say another word. Seeing this, Zilong and the others cleverly did not raise any questions. They had long known that when Boss Lan spoke to Han Jijun, it would take a few turns to understand — even if they asked, it would be pointless.
Sure enough, right after Ling Lan had freshened up and was resting on the sofa in the hall, Zhang Jing-an had come knocking on the door. To be able to find Ling Lan's address in such a short time, Zhang Jing-an still had some ability.
Zhang Jing-an had brought several of his team members with him. Zilong had already received instructions from Ling Lan, so he did not make things difficult for them and let them into the hall.
Seeing Ling Lan sitting on the sofa, Zhang Jing-an smiled and said, "Ling Lan, seeing that you were able to get into our military academy, I am very happy!"
Right then, Zhang Jing-an no longer had the dispirited air he had had after the grand armed melee all those years ago. Although he was suppressed by the three major factions, he was still the leader of the fourth faction after all. His entire person was in high spirits, and even though he was smiling and his attitude was amiable, there was still a trace of the arrogance of a superior.
Zhang Jing-an's words, and his attitude, caused a trace of displeasure to appear on the faces of Zilong and the others. They would never allow anyone to be disrespectful to their Boss Lan. Even if Zhang Jing-an had been their senior back then, they would not allow it.
Ling Lan arched an eyebrow at these words. She pointed at the sofa before her and said calmly, "Senior Zhang, please have a seat!"
Zhang Jing-an was treating her with the attitude of a superior, so Ling Lan naturally had to return the favor. She directly treated Zhang Jing-an as a subordinate and greeted him casually.
This casual attitude caused the expressions of the team members who had followed Zhang Jing-an in to change. One of them was just about to step forward and warn Ling Lan when Zilong abruptly swept a cold gaze over him and gave a heavy snort.
This cold snort seemed to ring out right beside his ear. That person only felt his heart skip a beat, his blood boiling. The voice that had been at the tip of his tongue seemed to have been caught in his throat, unable to come out. His expression changed abruptly as he stared in shock at Zilong standing beside Ling Lan...
Zhang Jing-an's expression also changed. His initial arrogance disappeared, replaced by a sense of seriousness. He glanced at Zilong with a complicated expression and then had that team member step back.
Change the name a bit, I've found that I've written my real name... what a flaw!
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