I put you in charge of those rebellious female soldiers, how come they all became top special forces

Hearing this answer, even the angrier person would calm down.

However, Chen Zheng was clearly no ordinary person and had no intention of giving up.

"Brigadier, I risked my life to bring back what I wanted, and now you're telling me not to ask?"

"Isn't that a bit unreasonable?"

An Jianjun sighed, as if he had expected Chen Zheng to react this way.

His gaze then passed over Chen Zheng and landed on Yao Yao, who was standing straight behind him.

"Yaoyao, you can go out now."

However, Yao Yao didn't want to leave either.

No matter what, I am also a party involved and have the right to know what happens next.

Her lips moved as if she wanted to say something, but seeing An Jianjun's unquestionable gaze, she swallowed her words.

Then he turned his head and looked at Chen Zheng with a questioning gaze.

Chen Zheng's expression didn't change much; he simply nodded at her.

"Listen to the brigade commander, go out first."

Upon receiving the instructor's order, Yao Yao bit her lower lip, and despite her reluctance, she turned and walked towards the door.

As she reached the door, she couldn't help but glance back at the two people facing off in the office before gently closing the door behind her.

Click.

The sound of the lock clicking shut instantly changed An Jianjun's entire demeanor.

The brigade commander's authority and composure vanished instantly. He leaned back wearily and slumped into the chair.

He raised his hands, covered his face with them, rubbed them hard a few times, and let out a heavy sigh.

When he looked up again, his eyes, which were always as sharp as an eagle's, were filled with deep weariness.

"Instructor Chen is really powerful. Even I, a brigade commander, can't command your soldiers."

Chen Zheng frowned slightly upon seeing this, not quite understanding the meaning behind his words.

But believing that there's always a reason why the brigade commander does things, Chen Zheng still sat down opposite An Jianjun and replied, "It's not that I have a big reputation, it's just that Yao Yao is also angry."

"No matter what, as a party involved in this matter and the eldest daughter of the main family, she absolutely has the right to know about it."

Upon hearing this, An Jianjun couldn't help but smile wryly.

To be honest, he said these words partly to start a conversation, but also because he was genuinely uneasy about Chen Zheng's growing influence in the military region.

Leaving aside Mulan, she basically only obeyed Chen Zheng.

Chen Zheng is now quite famous, even outside of Mulan and outside of the Southwest Military Region.

After this incident, his reputation even reached the ears of the second-in-command.

He was naturally not worried that Chen Zheng would threaten his position.

It's just that people like Chen Zheng do things unconventionally and are fearless.

If one day he really does become the head of this military region, he'll probably expose the whole thing.

Thinking this, An Jianjun shook his head again, banishing these unrealistic fantasies about the future from his mind, and said in a slightly hoarse voice:

"Alright, if there are other people who can use it, I won't bother making you take risks repeatedly."

"I know what you want to ask."

"While you were at the Cloud Club carrying out your mission, the results have already come out from above."

Chen Zheng remained silent, waiting quietly for what was to come.

"Behind the main family, there is more than just the main family."

An Jianjun gave a self-deprecating laugh, a laugh filled with bitterness and helplessness.

"According to the current investigation, Lanmeng's business involves at least four core interest chains of ancient martial arts families."

"Medicinal herbs from the Yan family in the Yan-Zhao region, transportation from the Li family in the Northwest, distribution channels from the Lin family in the Southeast, and overseas accounts from the Zhao family in the Central Plains..."

"It can be said that, apart from the prominent families in the capital who still care about their reputation, and some who either lack the resources or genuinely do not want to participate, almost all the top-tier families in the entire Dragon Kingdom are involved in this matter to some extent."

"Ha, damn it, these old bastards, they fight tooth and nail over the smallest things in the underworld."

"But if someone tries to take away their shared interests, they band together faster than brothers."

"The four major families jointly submitted a letter, exerting pressure through their intricate networks of relationships in the political and military spheres."

"...In the end, it alarmed the highest levels."

An Jianjun paused here, seemingly searching for a suitable word.

In the end, all I could do was sigh helplessly once again.

"In the end, it was decided that both sides would be punished equally, and no further investigation would be conducted."

"The Zong family must pay a huge fine, voluntarily hand over all of Lanmeng's research data, and close the Cloud Club indefinitely."

"But the family itself remains unchanged."

After An Jianjun finished speaking, his wrist trembled slightly as he looked at the enamel mug on the table with five large red characters printed on it.

He gulped down a large mouthful of tea and then slammed the cup down on the table.

"Oh shit!"

"They're usually like mortal enemies, fighting tooth and nail, wishing they could beat the other to a pulp, but when it comes to their interests being threatened, they're more united than anyone else!"

His tone was filled with overwhelming anger, but even more so with an intense and boundless sense of powerlessness.

Chen Zheng listened quietly to the end.

His expression shifted from calm to astonishment, and then to disbelief.

Finally, it all turned into an uncontrollable rage.

He suddenly stood up and slammed his hands on An Jianjun's desk.

He leaned over the table, close to An Jianjun, and asked in a low but righteous voice:

"They sold Lanmeng like a drug, using it to control countless people, ruining countless families, and even attempted to drug military personnel and film them to threaten them..."

"Is this kind of thing just a matter of giving both sides equal blame and calling it a day?"

"What about those whose families were destroyed and whose lives were ruined because of Lan Meng?"

"Experiments with this kind of psychotropic drug definitely require living people as test subjects."

"What about those who were used as test subjects, driven insane, and died tragically? What about their justice?"

"Just like that... it's over?"

Chen Zheng's voice wasn't loud, but every word struck An Jianjun's heart like a hammer blow.

An Jianjun did not refute him, nor did he look up at him.

Because he himself found the result absurd and ridiculous.

As a soldier, as a commander who swore to defend his country, and as someone who once took an oath under the red flag.

For the first time in his long life, he felt such intense humiliation and defeat.

Chen Zheng stared at An Jianjun's still somewhat gray hair, his chest heaving violently a few times, before forcibly suppressing the anger in his heart.

He slowly straightened up and asked the most crucial question.

"Who made this decision?"

"The top leader, or the second-in-command?"

An Jianjun's body visibly stiffened.

He raised his head, a struggle flashing in his bloodshot eyes, which ultimately turned into a bitter laugh.

Without saying a word, he silently held up two fingers.