Chapter 66

Chapter 66

"What do you mean 'theoretically'?" Karl pressed Lin Fu, hoping to extract an answer from his lips.

In reality, Lin Fu had already made things quite clear.

But without a personal confirmation from Lin Fu, he found it hard to believe such a possibility.

The very cause of the catastrophe that had half the planet fall, that saw his brothers, wife, and friends perish within the city, should have died in the tide of insects.

And yet, he's now being told that while he was in unimaginable pain, suppressing even his anger, that very person was alive and well, possibly even leisurely watching their suffering from a corner?

He was on the verge of madness, his eyes filling with threads of blood.

His psychic power, uncontrolled, churned wildly, sweeping through the cramped space.

This sudden restlessness caught the attention of several people at the door, who, on high alert, moved to open it; but in the next moment, the turbulent psychic energy vanished without a trace, as if it had been but an illusion.

Without orders, and with the threat signal gone, they halted their movement, standing guard at the door, ever vigilant.

Inside the office.

Carl's ferocious psychic energy did not subside but raged through the space, seeking to strangle and attack all living beings within.

But this violent surge was firmly intercepted by an invisible psychic barrier, not a shred of psychic filament could escape.

His psychic force restrained Carl, quelling his upheaval, and while combing through his psyche he said, “Principal, every person who sacrificed their life on the planet of Melaco wouldn't wish to see you like this.”

“I hope you can remain calm and listen carefully to every word I say.”

“Regarding Lin Si Cheng, I don't have definitive evidence, just some findings that led to a conjecture. This, I will verify as soon as possible. If he is still alive, I will personally capture him and deliver him into your hands, to deal with as you see fit.”

“A year ago, I entered the core of the Fourth Military Base, and thus had access to certain information from the Fourth Legion's database. I discovered many unexpected things. For instance, how the Fifth Legion vanished without a trace, how the Casophiel family has hidden so many talents over the years who should have been on the frontlines, and the issue of the psychic toxin in my body.”

“I hope you can help me with something over a long period of time to come.”

Carl’s chaotic psyche was combed, returning to the sea of his mind, his emotions subsequently stabilizing, becoming contained.

He slumped into his chair, gasping and struggling, his bloodshot eyes glaring at Lin Fu, his voice hoarse, his face's scars never so vivid, as if about to ooze blood and crawl into the belly of those he despised, consuming them into corpses.

“Speak.”

Lin Fu: “I hope you can fully take control of the Laine family, and then, form a friendly and cooperative relationship with the Casophiel family.”

Carl closed his stinging eyes, his throat working, his ears ringing with his own still unsettled, agitated heartbeat.

His voice rough, teeth clenched, yet resolutely, he answered, “Agreed!”

He had endured for so many years, what was a few more? What was one more sacrifice?

As long as he could find Lin Si Cheng! As long as he could make the entire Lin family pay!

Lin Fu watched him quietly.

His calmness seemed excessive, his dark eyes hiding much within.

Carl suddenly remembered that the young Lin standing before him, his student, was also one of the victims of the Lin family.

The corners of Lin Fu’s mouth curved slightly, “You needn’t worry about me... Some matters must be resolved eventually. I too am curious what it is that’s worth poisoning their own kin for, repeatedly trying to send them to their deaths. My life must be quite valuable in their eyes.”

……

Those outside waited with bated breath.

Bazil was confident in the pair, but the personal guards brought by Lin Fu were different; they didn't know Carl.

The sudden burst of sentinel psychic power was too frenzied, and though it lasted only a brief moment, it still unsettled them.

Strictly speaking, they were not Lin Fu’s personal soldiers but rather the last remnants left by Dunphus Ped to the Fourth Army.

Powerful as Lin Fu was, he was not a god.

He had done all he could in a year's time; it would be too incredible if he could train a personal army of considerable strength in such a short period.

This troop was transferred into Lin Fu’s hands, and in their eyes, while Lin Fu’s commands were important, their highest priority was not obedience but ensuring Lin Fu’s safety.

His current significance to the Fourth Army was immense. Any mishap with him would mean the last hope of the Fourth Army would be dashed.

As they were about to forcefully break in for confirmation after a prolonged wait without any reassuring information about Lin Fu’s safety, a young man in a white lab coat leisurely walked out from around the corridor.

His features were gentle, hands in his coat pockets, and his narrow eyes widened slightly upon spotting the figures standing before the office: “I was wondering who it was, turns out it’s our school’s last gem returning.”

Seeing him, Bazil immediately said, “Try to sense the situation inside. The principal's psychic power surged out wildly just now. But they are in the midst of a conversation; we can’t barge in rashly.”

He trusted Lin Fu and Carl, but he needed to reassure the Fourth Army’s personal soldiers at the door.

Their gazes fell upon Gong Yuan, quickly discerning his identity as a guide.

The group exchanged glances without betraying any emotion.

Approaching the door, Gong Yuan raised his hand and knocked: "If you're worried, just knock. All this hesitation—if something were to happen, it would've happened already. Why wait for my senses?"

Bazil and the others, including himself, were left speechless.

A few seconds later, the door opened in response.

It was Lin Fu who opened the door.

He appeared quite well, his complexion unchanged, not a wrinkle in his clothing—although his shirt had gained a few creases from moving around.

Which he quickly smoothed out.

Catching sight of Gong Yuan, Lin Fu first paused, then a smile of pleasant surprise appeared: "Teacher Gong."

Gong Yuan tilted his head, subtly peering past Lin Fu's shoulder into the office. His smile was gentle, his narrow, phoenix-like eyes crinkling: "Have you finished your discussion with the principal? May I come in?"

Lin Fu stepped aside to make room: "Since the principal specifically called for you, there's no inconvenience."

Gong Yuan stepped through the door.

Outside, Ped Lat watched Lin Fu.

Before closing the door, Lin Fu glanced at them: "No need to be overly anxious."

The group saluted: "Yes, Colonel!"

As he closed the door, he thought to himself that old habits would be hard to change in a short time.

Inside the office, Gong Yuan saw Carl sitting behind the desk.

He didn't look well at all, his face sweaty and un-wiped, his eyes bloodshot, and his pale complexion leaning back in the chair.

Gong Yuan's gaze fixed on him, and only after a long moment did his frozen fingertips begin to move slowly, loosening in his pocket.

The gentle smile on his face almost completely faded, leaving a residue that was far from reassuring, instead hinting at the undercurrents swirling beneath.

The calmer his face, the harder this matter would be to gloss over.

His mouth moved in what seemed to be a mocking twist: "General, to see you in this state off the battlefield, you really are something, aren't you?"

Carl's eyebrows tightened at the sting of Gong Yuan's mockery, the scars on his face twitching feebly before settling into a defeated stillness, motionless.

Lin Fu couldn't, and wouldn't, interject in this conversation.

He stood quietly to the side, deliberately ignoring the looks Principal Carl cast his way.

Gong Yuan pulled over a chair and sat down, his legs crossed out of habit. He leaned back, then restrained himself, resting his clasped hands on his knees: "Finished talking?"

Carl: "...Yes, we've finished."

Gong Yuan: "Alright, then I'll be taking the person with me. It seems the principal's issues have been addressed, so I won't worry further. Until next time."

He stood up after speaking, clearly uninterested in Carl's opinion. To Lin Fu, he said, "It seems you're done here, so follow me. I've been documenting your mental strength tests, and there's been a gap for three years. Let's see how well you've recovered."

Lin Fu, uncharacteristically docile for someone on the verge of becoming a legion commander, left Carl alone in the office. He didn't just leave him behind; he took the entire group outside with him.

Carl: "..."

He sat alone in the office.

As the principal's office of the Artemis Military Academy, the room wasn't luxurious.

Simple desks, chairs, benches, and decorations, plus a rest area.

The room seemed spacious due to the scarcity of objects. Bright daylight flooded through large windows, illuminating the empty space with a desolate quietude.

The tough, fierce expression on his face seemed to melt under the sunlight, slowly dissolving into a puddle that spread across the floor.

His mental strength was stable, resting peacefully in the sea of his mind, as if in hibernation.

Its owner, however, was bent over in the bright glare, covering his face and crying softly, warm liquid seeping through his fingers and evaporating.

Tears from many years ago evaporated today.

*

Lin Fu followed Gong Yuan to his medical office.

For a comprehensive examination.

Pedder Rat and his companions sat orderly outside, supporting their knees as they waited.

It was out of the question to let them go back first.

Gong Yuan affixed the device to Lin Fu's head, enclosed him within the hood, and leaned against the machine, methodically entering commands.

As his hands kept busy, he asked, "Are all the soldiers under you as unresponsive as them?"

Lying in the device with his eyes closed, Lin Fu responded, "They are the personal guards left to me by General Dempsey."

Gong Yuan's hand trembled, "There's no need to explain in such detail. If the teacher inadvertently spills it out..."

Lin Fu chuckled, "Teacher, if you were willing, you wouldn't help me cover up during my stealthy training at night."

He added, "Moreover, even if everyone knew about this, it wouldn't affect me in the slightest. Rest assured."

Gong Yuan leaned against the bedside, chatting with him during the intervals of data analysis, "Why did you come to Artemis Military Academy today?"

Lin Fu's arrival at the Imperial Capital Star had hit the headlines of major media outlets the previous night, known to all. At such a time, his first visit should have been to the council or the royal family. From any perspective, coming to Artemis Military Academy didn't seem appropriate.

Lin Fu said, "I have a schedule, but some people don't want to follow it. I had to be a bit more spontaneous."

Gong Yuan could guess the reasons behind it after a brief thought, his eyes brimming with amusement. He found nothing wrong with Lin Fu's actions, "Where do you plan to go tomorrow?"

Lin Fu hadn't made definite plans, so after pondering for a few seconds, he said, "I'll probably go meet some friends."

Gong Yuan stroked his chin, "If you're talking about the one from the neighboring school, your childhood playmate, you might be disappointed. He graduated in the first half of this year and has already left the Imperial Capital Star."

Lin Fu was momentarily stunned, "I have been negligent."

At this time, Shang Jairui should indeed have graduated and entered a new phase of his life.

The device beeped. Gong Yuan opened the hood to let Lin Fu out while exporting data for review.

His eyes lowered, one hand maneuvering previously stored data, he examined the new data for comparison.

Seconds later, his shifting gaze suddenly snapped back, fixating on the data as his brows gradually furrowed.

The leisurely demeanor vanished from him.

He read almost ten lines at a glance, yet meticulously cautious, fearing he might misread even a speck of data.

Lin Fu restored the device to its place. Gong Yuan suddenly turned his head to look at him, his eyes brimming with disbelief: “Your psychic power... has it recovered to S+ level?”

An S+ level Guide.

An existence even rarer and more exceptional than an S+ level Sentinel.

Gong Yuan had known that Lin Fu was an S+ level Guide from the data collected by Carl.

However, the S+ mentioned in the data was merely a prediction of his innate talent at birth, significantly different from being confirmed as S+ level afterward.

Now that Lin Fu had recovered to S+, it proved that the initial prediction was accurate, and the Lin family had indeed wasted a supreme talent for over a decade.

If it were just these, Gong Yuan wouldn't have been so astonished.

He looked at Lin Fu, opened his mouth, then closed it again, still finding it hard to believe.

Lin Fu quietly watched him.

No one understood his own body better than he did.

Gong Yuan, staring into his eyes, said with difficulty, “Do you realize that your psychic power has reached the peak data of an S+ level Guide?”

The so-called peak refers to the various data reached by a Guide when they mobilize their psychic power to the utmost in the prime of their life.

Given the scarcity of S+ level Guides, each is the subject of attention from all quarters, and tests are conducted at the peak of their prime years to record data for research purposes.

Lin Fu was just in his early twenties, far from the prime of an interstellar human.

Moreover, he hadn't mobilized his psychic power; the data reached its peak even in a completely calm state.

Lin Fu remained silent.

Gong Yuan turned back, staring at the data for a while, then swiftly deleted all the data, including those tested three years ago, shredding everything, leaving no trace after multiple rounds of destruction.

Gong Yuan pressed his forehead, “No one should know about this, including myself. You have your own considerations, and what to do next shouldn't require my guidance as in the past. Alright, you can go now.”

Lin Fu offered no rebuttal or further reassurance.

Gong Yuan was a researcher, and he had long since moved beyond simply engaging in medical work.

The disparity in data ignited an irrepressible desire to research within him.

The enigma of Lin Fu was beyond Gong Yuan's capacity to unravel. No one would know that the soul within this body was no longer its original owner, except for Dempsey Pedder, who alone could perceive it. Nor would anyone be aware that his soul was bound to a system with capabilities far surpassing the current technological advancements of this world.

He led Gong Yuan, signaling to him a research direction focused on the possibilities of level enhancement and breaking through boundaries.

Gong Yuan couldn't possibly experiment on him, nor would he dare utilize the data obtained from him at such a tumultuous juncture.

Consequently, Gong Yuan turned his attention to Albert, whose unexpected level rise served as a blueprint for his research into the underlying causes of such enhancements.

As he followed Gong Yuan out, his fingers subconsciously sought the comfort of his signet ring. Feeling nothing upon touching it, he slowly relaxed his grip, letting his hand fall to his side.

……

In the following days, the Fourth Legion "coincidentally" avoided encounters with both parliamentary and royal individuals.

They even visited the former station of the Fourth Legion, circling around its main gate before disappearing once again.

The patience of the parliament finally wore thin, prompting them to send representatives to the hotel where they were staying.

The hotel manager, anxious and fearful, connected to the light-brain number Lin Fu had left at the hotel, conveying the arrival of the parliamentary representatives.

Colonel Lin's voice from the other end was indifferent, tinged with nonchalant laziness: “Ah, understood. We’ll be waiting at the hotel tomorrow morning.”

With that, he ended the communication.

The manager, at a loss, watched the representative, whose face had turned a shade greener with irritation from Lin Fu’s curt response.

Unable to utter a word, the representative left in a huff after stating they would come to fetch them on time the next day, clearly in a foul mood.

After ending the call, Lin Fu looked up: “Is the meeting with the royal side arranged?”

Pedder Lat nodded.

A smile welled up in Lin Fu's eyes, and he generously let it spread across his face, making no effort to hide his delight.

“Inform them to release the prepared materials on the StarNet tonight.”

*

A civilian spacecraft was docked at the port of the imperial capital star.

As the cabin doors opened, a flood of passengers emerged from various exits, entering the inspection channels to set foot on the Imperial Star.

Three youths, clad in starship crew uniforms, pressed down their light yellow caps as they joined the queue for inspection along with other travelers.

With their heads bowed, their movements were somewhat awkward, betraying a nervous and green demeanor as if this grandeur was a novel sight for them.

Spotting them, a port official called out, "You there! Yes, you three! The crew passage is over here! Don’t mix up with the travelers' lane!"

They were mistaken for fresh-faced youngsters, just out of school and at their first job, inexperienced in the ways of the world.

The trio halted momentarily, hesitating in place.

About a dozen seconds later, one of the youths removed his cap, waved to the port inspectors, and apologized with an embarrassed smile: "We're travelers, actually. These outfits are just cosplay costumes we bought, sorry for the confusion."

The inspectors scrutinized their attire skeptically, unable to discern any difference.

But this was no reason to detain them, so with a wave, the inspector said, "Alright then."

The youth responded with a smile and, as soon as the inspector’s gaze shifted, swiftly donned his cap and lowered his head, blending back into the line.

The trio’s presence was minimized to the barest, virtually indistinguishable from the people around unless one had seen them earlier.

The last of the three, with a head full of golden hair, squinted his eyes in displeasure, surveying the port.

After passing through the inspection gate, they dispersed with the crowd and left the port.

The youth in the lead looked back excitedly, "It’s been ages since we were last on Imperial Star! Three years, it must have changed a lot. Where shall we find Lin Fu?"

Tang Qian briskly stepped onto the star rail, swiped his account on his light-brain, and, passing through several crowded carriages, made his way to the deserted rear.

Along the way, he discarded the yellow cap and jacket into his storage device, keeping on a light green shirt mismatched with light yellow trousers.

Zhong Si followed him, swiftly stripping off his work clothes while not forgetting to critique Tang Qian: "Yellow and green are such an ugly combo. I told you to stop wearing that green shirt."

It wasn’t until the last carriage that Albert removed his cap, revealing a head of bold, golden hair, and kicked Zhong Si: "Why so talkative?"

Zhong Si retorted, "Hey, I’m the unsung hero here. You can’t just use me and toss me aside."

Tang Qian rolled his eyes, "Focus on how we’ll meet the person."

They've traveled a long way, carrying special identities, deceiving more people than one could count.

Heading to the Imperial Capital Star now would only draw more attention; the best course of action is to locate Lin Fu as soon as possible.

Zhong Si put on his coat and ruffled his hair, "I wish I knew, but the official website and media can only reveal his arrival at the Imperial Capital Star, how could they possibly disclose his exact location on the Star Network?"

"Logically, after arriving at the Imperial Capital Star, their priority should be to attend the council and have an audience with the Emperor. But there's been no media coverage, and no new developments on the official website, not even about whether the promotion was successful or not."

Albert wore a troubled expression.

Along the way, he was the most difficult of the three.

He sat by the window, swapped his hat for a black one to cover his unruly hair, and exchanged his coat for a dark green jacket.

Zhong Si stretched his neck, eyeing the matching attire of the two, debating whether to break his own rules and dress in the same color scheme to signify brotherhood.

In the end, he gave up.

It was too ugly; he didn't want to attract attention by looking ridiculous.

The group finally decided to head to the Artemis Military Academy first.

If there's anywhere in the Imperial Capital Star where one could find out about Lin Fu the quickest, it would undoubtedly be the Artemis Military Academy.

As long as Lin Fu returns, he would definitely visit his teachers and the principal at the school.

……

At that moment, Cheng Jiu, who had returned from the front lines, received a video call from Qi Mingxi.

The striking beauty stood against a warm red light, with a noisy backdrop, causing Cheng Jiu to frown subconsciously the instant he connected.

Qi Mingxi lifted her half-long hair, eyes upturned, "I have news about the person you're looking for."

Cheng Jiu didn't inquire about Qi Mingxi's whereabouts, glanced at the noisy background, and asked, "Where are they?"

Qi Mingxi's smile was teasing, "Those kids are capable of keeping up with Colonel Lin, your concerns are not only superfluous, but your actions can't keep up with them. By now, they should have successfully boarded the Imperial Capital Star from the starship, off to meet their friend."

Cheng Jiu gazed at the familiar star system, "The Imperial Capital Star is where the real danger lies. Lin Fu's current identity isn't something they can just stumble upon. If the Harvey family kid recklessly contacts the Harveys before finding Lin Fu, they'll soon be pinpointed by both the council and the royal family."

His light brown eyes, resembling amber, reflected the cosmic star systems, and the smile on his face faded significantly, "He is indeed outstanding, but the Imperial Capital Star is not only the Harvey family's domain but also that of the council and the royal family."

I hope they are not the reckless kind.

Qi Mingxi suggested, "I think... perhaps you should contact your Colonel Lin first. He'll naturally have his ways to deal with this."

Cheng Jiu didn't say more. He expressed his thanks and ended the video call.

It was clear even without thinking, Lin Fu's stand-off with the royal family and the council was just beginning. Exposing this vulnerability would put him at a disadvantage, allowing the council and the royal family to seize the initiative.

No one wanted to see that scenario unfold.

Jing Cun saw him disconnect the call and whispered while pulling up a data template, "Admiral, it's still a week's journey to the Imperial Capital Star. The wormhole in the Hermes Sector was constructed two weeks ago; if we reroute, we can arrive in three days."

Cheng Jiu didn't hesitate: "Reroute."

Jing Cun wasn't surprised. He had already prepared for various data adjustments. Once he confirmed Cheng Jiu's decision, he issued orders to different departments of the warship to officially change course and notified the ruler of the main star in the Hermes Sector to grant priority passage.

Cheng Jiu's personal device flickered restlessly again, signaling a new message from Qi Mingxi.

The message was accompanied by a grinning emoji, "You hung up pretty fast. Considering you're my junior, I'll let it slide. I've got something good for you to see."

Attached was a link.

Cheng Jiu frowned as he clicked it, bringing up a news website.

The headline rolled in bold and enlarged letters, "Unraveling the Sweet Details of the Years Between the Crown Prince and Colonel Lin."

Cheng Jiu: "..."

Jing Cun turned around, suddenly meeting his superior's expressionless face, feeling a chill run down his spine.

*

Albert and his companions planned to visit Lin Fu at the Artemis Military Academy, but their effort was in vain.

Not only was Lin Fu absent, but the principal wasn't there either.

A student, grabbed for questioning, looked at them curiously. They seemed familiar, but he couldn't quite place where he had seen them before.

Then it struck him, "Aren't the three seniors the ones who participated in the Desolate Star Race with Senior Lin Fu!? Senior Lin just returned not long ago!"

His memory suddenly crystallized. Without needing further confirmation from the three, he recognized them and said cheerfully, “The principal hasn't been in school since Lin's return. All school matters are temporarily being handled by Teacher Gong Yuan. If the seniors need anything, you can seek out Teacher Gong first.”

Albert's eyes brightened a tad, and he thanked the student, then the trio quickly made their way to Gong Yuan's office.

Of course, they were familiar with Gong Yuan. During their school days, Lin Fu had the closest relationship with this teacher.

Zhong Si said with a smile, “Let’s go see Teacher Gong. If all else fails, Albert's family stronghold is on the Imperial Star. Why not just head back to your place?”

Albert objected, “That won’t do.”

Zhong Si scratched his head, puzzled, “Why not? Does your family not allow you to return?”

Albert shook his head.

Of course, he wanted to go back, but now was not the time.

It wasn't the right time for them, nor for the Harvey family.

Not until he had seen Lin Fu.

Without knowing Lin Fu's plans, he couldn't casually drag the Harvey family into this. From the moment he decided to join the Fourth Army with Lin Fu, the Harvey family had become inextricably linked with it. Any mishap could result in joint restrictions, or even a deterioration in relations.

Seeing that Albert didn't respond, Zhong Si immediately stopped asking, shrugged his shoulders, and turned to look at Tang Qian.

Tang Qian said, “Let's go see Teacher Gong first.”

They had already taken the risk to come out; meeting Lin Fu as soon as possible was the best option.

Fortunately, they managed to meet Gong Yuan without issues.

Gong Yuan was quite surprised by their arrival. Knowing well that anything related to Lin Fu was not to be probed into, he arranged for the three to wait in his office.

"You're not lucky today; I can't reach him. He's currently in a meeting with the council. But no worries, you should be able to help him with something else." He tapped his personal device and gestured for them to log onto the Star Network.

During their journey to the Imperial Capital Star, to conceal their identities, they had shielded themselves from the Star Network and created virtual stealth accounts, preventing normal logins.

But the Artemis Military Academy was a safe haven, where the Star Network had information blocks that the main system couldn't easily access.

After successfully logging onto the Star Network, without the need for additional searches, the news feed immediately popped up with the content they were looking for on the homepage.

"Shocking! The Crown Prince's Deep Affection Over the Past Four Years Turns Out to Be a One-Man Show!"

"Rejected three years ago and rejected again now; what exactly is the relationship between the Crown Prince and Colonel Lin?"

"Is this a case of unrequited love or a publicity stunt?"

"The Fourth Army officially debunks rumors, shattering the dreams of CP fans!"

One sensational headline after another captured the eye.

The trio frowned in unison, especially Tang Qian.

His brows furrowed deeply, instantly recalling the confession that had been broadcast live across the entire Star Network at the royal banquet.

Everyone knew Lin Fu had declined; those close to him were even more aware that Lin Fu would never get involved with the Crown Prince.

But they had underestimated the extent of people's malice and the thickness of their skins.

Zhong Si flipped to a post with a massive amount of shares, the title alone raising goosebumps all over him—"A Closer Look at the Crown Prince and Colonel Lin Over the Years: How Much Sweetness Is There Really?"

How much indeed? A lethal dose!

Not wanting to be disgusted himself, he quickly chose to share it with Tang Qian and Albert, succeeding in seeing their eyebrows furrow enough to squash a mosquito.

[1st floor: Colonel Lin and the Crown Prince's moments are so sweet, I'm about to pass out!]

[2nd floor: When the Crown Prince confessed to the Colonel, the latter was just an ordinary military academy student. How much love and courage must it take to confess in front of the entire galaxy!]

[3rd floor: Despite being rejected, I still think Colonel Lin wasn't completely unmoved by the Crown Prince!]

[4th floor: Sister on the 3rd floor, let's shake hands! After rejecting the Crown Prince, Colonel Lin immediately rushed to the frontlines, accumulating military achievements, and was promoted to Colonel in just three short years. He hadn't even reached graduation age and could have stayed at the academy for two more years before heading to the frontlines. But he was so desperate, it's hard not to link it to his rejection of the Crown Prince! It's clear he wanted to become outstanding and then accept the Crown Prince's love openly and honorably, right!?]

[5th floor: Ahhh, sisters, you're so good at dreaming! Following that, the Crown Prince also joined the army, busy with training every day, and recently went to the frontlines to fight, all to be worthy of Colonel Lin's efforts! They are both working so hard for each other, that's what love is!!!]

The trio's eyebrows twitched uncontrollably as they read through the comments, unable to articulate their feelings.

But without a doubt, their anger towards the Crown Prince was accumulating bit by bit.