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Xizelu stood frozen in place, speechless for a long time.

The mere fact that he was a perfect match for Lu Weiliang was enough to fill him with disgust.

He simply couldn't accept having to actively pursue her now.

His red eyes suddenly turned cold, and for the first time, he abandoned his instinct to obey orders as a soldier and bluntly said, "I can't do it."

"Don't rush to refuse."

Yoru Miyako bluntly stated, "If you really go to the Federation, your brother will definitely take the commander's position. Are you willing to accept that?"

Xize Lu clenched his fist tightly, his knuckles turning white.

He was indeed unwilling to accept that idiot taking the position of commander.

Ye Gongyin continued, "If you want to keep your position as commander and gain the approval of those you care about, there's only one way: to befriend Lu Weiliang. Think about it."

Xize Lu remained silent for a long time.

He didn't want to go to the Federation, and he didn't want to be tied to Lu Weiliang.

"Your Highness, this marriage was initiated because of her, and I can never be bound to her."

Seeing that the other party remained unmoved, Ye Gongyin's patience finally ran out. She suddenly raised her eyes, her imposing aura overwhelming: "Do you want to disobey orders? This matter is not up for discussion. Whether it's cooperation or pursuing, even if you have to beg shamelessly, you must stay by Lu Weiliang's side!"

"I really don't understand you guys. I met Director Lu once, and I thought she was a nice person. Why do you all act like you've seen a ghost when you hear her name?"

Having said that, she didn't give Xizelu a chance to interrupt: "I've already arranged a time through your adjutant. Remember to keep your appointment tomorrow."

Ye Gongyin got up, dusted off the corner of her clothes, her patience exhausted, and turned to leave.

She had nothing to say to the sentry who didn't know his place.

Suffering from fugue state, yet harboring hostility towards a perfectly matched guide, I really don't know what she was thinking. A dying patient complaining about the bitterness of her life-saving medicine.

If it weren't for her status as a princess, she would have loved to teach him a lesson.

……

That night, Xizelu sat on the GG sign at the top of the Central Military Region tower, exposed to the cold wind all night, without moving an inch.

In the lounge, the subordinates, seeing their commander looking so melancholy, began to whisper among themselves.

"The last time I saw the master so distraught was when he was expelled from the family register. Was he scolded by his mother again this time?"

"Sigh, I really feel sorry for our lord. Mother is biased. For the sake of that eldest son she had with Masafu, she extracted his bone marrow cells for seven years. If it weren't for that, our lord might have been the Empire's first SSSS-level Sentinel."

"That eldest son is in extremely poor health. If it weren't for the adult's bone marrow cells, he probably wouldn't even be an A-level Sentinel now."

"The adults still suffered from being too sentimental. Aren't fugue states caused by bone marrow extraction? What a vicious family! If I were the adults, I'd follow Yan Mu's example and wipe that whole family out."

"There's nothing we can do. The adult is a product of the incubation chamber's genes, not born from her mother's ten months of pregnancy. Her mother must be biased towards her eldest son."

"How disgusting, they're treating adults like blood bags."

Yan Zhigao passed by the lounge and overheard Xize Lu gossiping inside. He immediately exploded, kicking open the door and roaring, "What blood pack? The Commander's family affairs are none of your business! Shut your mouths! I don't care if I hear it, but if it gets to the adults' ears, you'll all be in deep trouble!"

The little sentries were so frightened that they trembled all over and scattered like birds and beasts, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

The sentries' words were exactly what Yan Zhigao was thinking.

Their commander had a very hard life; even during the years when he had his bone marrow extracted, he rarely had a full meal.

Sometimes he even wondered how there could be such a heartless mother in the world.

Now, we can only place our hopes on Lu Weiliang, hoping that she will truly change her ways and be willing to help the adults.

……

Thanks to the propaganda from those sentinels in the group, Lu Weiliang's reputation for reforming herself has been thoroughly established.

Not only did the sentries from 076 seek her help, but friendly forces from other stations also rushed to her aid, crossing regional lines to join her.

Not only has she made a fortune, but her counseling room has also been bustling with activity these past two days.

Because the sentinel was so enthusiastic, Luo Ren and Lei Xi were worried that she wouldn't be able to handle it all, so they both volunteered to stay in her counseling room to help.

Luo Ren was in charge of coordinating the work, while Lei Xi was responsible for entering the evacuation data.

The two were so busy they barely had time to rest, not even having time to drink water. They were exhausted, but they kept grinning and laughing.

"Director Lu is so beautiful, so incredibly beautiful, so... just beautiful, just beautiful!" Luo Ren cupped his face in his hands, like a dream man.

Lacey covered his face in despair: "Brother, please shut up. Don't be so uncultured. The sentries from 079 next door have laughed at us several times, saying we're just ignorant and all we know is..."

Before he could finish speaking, Luo Ren paused in his glass-wiping motion, flung the rag away, and interrupted, "Who's spouting nonsense? I'll go and take care of him right now."

Leixi rubbed his forehead and muttered to himself, "Oh no, they were right, all I do is work."

In the shadows around the elevator corner, Haina took in the commotion on the other end, a cold smile creeping onto her lips.

She repeatedly watched Lu Weiliang's cooking videos and was convinced that they were stolen. She had already contacted the blogger who claimed to be the original author. The man not only posted a "clarification post" but also stirred up trouble by organizing a vote to expose the fake content.

The online sentiment was overwhelmingly negative; no one believed Lu Weiliang would cook, and the comments section was full of people tagging her and asking her to go live and prove herself.

The live stream will be broadcast on two screens, with both teams competing against each other, making it easy to distinguish between the real and fake.

Hina dug her nails into her palms; she refused to believe she couldn't kill Lu Weiliang this time.

"Lu Weiliang, Yan Mu will definitely be mine."

Lu Weiliang, who was writing in the counseling room, suddenly felt a chill down his spine, as if he were being stared at by a venomous snake. He looked up abruptly and happened to catch sight of Yan Zhigao, who was eagerly waiting outside the glass window.

Thank goodness, it wasn't Yan Mu.

Lu Weiliang looked at Luo Ren and Lei Xi with a smile in her eyes: "I'll go out for a bit, thank you both for your trouble~"

Luo Ren still cupped his face in his hands: "I really want to be Director Lu's whistleman."

Lacey: "I also hope you are, so that I can marry into the family as part of your dowry."

……

Today's weather is really not good: dark clouds turned into heavy rain, then into thunderstorms, then into gale-force winds, and finally into blizzards.

Just like Xizelu's mood at this moment, it was absolutely awful.

076 Evacuation Station, 600th Floor High-End Reception Room.

A private seat by the window.

Xizelu was dressed in a crisp Platinum Military Region uniform, his military cap casually placed on the corner of the table.

His calloused knuckles tapped the table rhythmically.

His face, pale to the point of being sickly, was covered with heavy dark circles under his eyes. His usually wild red eyes were now dull and lifeless, devoid of any energy.

He carried a faint smell of alcohol on his body. He didn't say a word, just held his teacup and slowly sipped it, one cup after another, as if the bitter tea could suppress the turmoil in his heart.