Chapter 22: I Thought You Knew How to Crow Like a Rooster

Chapter 22: I Thought You Knew How to Crow Like a Rooster

Jian Li is no ordinary man!

The veteran intelligence officer and the seasoned informant of domestic and foreign affairs looked at his upright yet carefree back and came to the same conclusion.

They both squinted their eyes, their expressions enigmatic.

"How much do you think he heard?" Shi Huayi asked in a low voice.

Zhou Nan didn't move from his scrubbing posture, "Not sure, but his leg strength is impressive."

These two outstanding graduates of the military academy, with their trained investigative skills, had been completely useless.

Or perhaps it was because the intruder deliberately made noise that they realized their supposedly safe location had been compromised.

"A bit embarrassing," Shi Huayi sighed softly.

Zhou Nan, "More than a bit."

Ten minutes later, the two walked out of the bathhouse.

Yuan Feng rushed in impatiently.

Lu Yuanhang followed behind him.

Though he looked unwilling, the stench of sweat on his body forced him to join the communal bath.

"Don't you dare peek at me," Lu Yuanhang grumbled in disgust.

Yuan Feng turned around upon hearing this, giving him a look that said, "Are you seriously ill?" He had no intention of responding to Lu Yuanhang and simply ignored him.

The camera malfunction had just been fixed, and the live stream's picture became clear again.

"Yuan Feng looks great, perfect lines, obviously strong core muscles. Was he the top or bottom in that web series?!"

"Lu Yuanhang really has some nerve, so skinny, and still worried about being peeked at? What exactly do you have to show?"

"Did anyone notice that since the bathing scene started, the viewer count has skyrocketed, almost breaking records!"

"That's normal, the screen is full of testosterone, don't you feel excited?!"

"Excited! I've had several nosebleeds already!"

While bathing, Lu Yuanhang caught Yuan Feng focused on something else, not even glancing his way, which annoyed him. He rolled his eyes, "Did you hear what Jian Li said earlier?"

"What?" Yuan Feng was rinsing his hair and responded dismissively.

"He said he forgot to wear underwear," Lu Yuanhang sneered, "I understand wanting fame, but isn't it a bit disgusting to go to such lengths?"

"What?! Brother Li went commando?! Oh my! Why didn't the cameraman give more close-ups?!"

"Exactly, letting us guess the outline would have been fine too!"

"I feel like I missed a billion dollars! Why did the camera malfunction then?!"

"Gross? Not really, I often forget too."

Especially during midnight missions, the cold breeze down there is quite uncomfortable.

Straight guy Yuan Feng thought this, and his bathing motions became quicker.

Though he couldn't understand Lu Yuanhang's intentions, the heavy teainess made him instinctively dislike it.

"I'm done." Yuan Feng turned off the shower, threw on his clothes haphazardly, and headed out.

Lu Yuanhang hurriedly called out, "Wait, if you leave so quickly, won't it make me look slow?!"

Yuan Feng glanced over, seeing him just taking off his camouflage uniform and testing the water temperature, "Your slowness has nothing to do with me. Ridiculous!"

"So shameless, no wonder the younger brother wants to stay away!"

"Trying to use others as a shield? Without any real talent!"

"People aren't your parents; they don't have to indulge you!"

Seeing the barrage of comments filling the screen, the hired trolls found it impossible to interject and turned to their boss, "Can we cancel this job?"

This batch of netizens is too dirty, impossible to handle!

Sometimes even they want to add a few comments themselves!

The boss also looked troubled, "Do you think I don't want to? But who can afford to offend someone like Lu Siqi? Besides... they paid too much!"

He stood up and patted the troll leader's shoulder, "Find another angle. Finish this job, and our annual performance will be complete, bonuses ahead of schedule!"

The leader sighed, "I'll try."

——

The afternoon training session was indoors.

Feng Dayuan stood in front of the blackboard, his expression still stern, "Although we won easily this morning, we mustn't be complacent. As far as I know, the Red Team sent rookies with little combat experience."

"After experiencing a defeat, they will surely be motivated and send their best soldiers in the next battle to regain their lost face."

"What we need to do is..."

He paused and looked at Jian Li, "What is it? You answer."

"Yes," Jian Li’s lips curled into a nonchalant smile. "Should we give them some face?"

"Wrong!" Feng Dayuan was clearly serious now, puffing out his chest and glaring. "What we need to do is turn their faces into shoe insoles!"

He turned and pointed at the map on the blackboard. "This is the highest point of the island, and it's also our next field combat mission—the hilltop capture!"

"Whichever team captures the hilltop first wins!"

The guests below the podium nodded silently, showing no particular emotion.

Lu Yuanhang, who had experienced one failure, secretly observed the others, thinking, Will I be that unlucky to draw the spy role again?

As long as he followed everyone else, he shouldn't have to face punishment again.

"For this hilltop capture, direct conflict is inevitable. There's a high chance of close-quarters combat with the enemy. If you can't hold your own, you'll be captured and become a bargaining chip for the other side."

"So, the training ahead not only involves learning tactics but also practicing hand-to-hand combat."

Feng Dayuan's sharp gaze swept over all the guests. "You were selected through professional physical fitness tests, so your physical condition should be up to par. I have confidence..."

His gaze paused when it landed on Lu Yuanhang, and he suddenly found it hard to continue.

He glanced toward the direction of the monitor, where the director guiltily avoided eye contact.

Clearly feeling slighted, Lu Yuanhang couldn’t sit still and stood up. "Don't worry, I won't hold anyone back. I learned fencing when I was young."

"Pfft." Jian Li laughed out loud.

Lu Yuanhang glared at him. "What are you laughing at? I'm not lying!"

"I didn't say you were lying," Jian Li waved his hand. "I just misheard. I thought you said you learned how to crow like a rooster."

"Hahahaha—"

Yuan Feng slapped his thigh and laughed heartily.

The other guests couldn’t help but chuckle.

Only Huo Xiao thought seriously. "Your pronunciation is indeed off. If you're acting, it needs correction."

"You—" Lu Yuanhang’s face turned red. "That's too much!"

Ignoring the ongoing filming, he turned and ran out of the classroom, expecting someone to stop him. But after waiting by the door for a while, he only heard Feng Dayuan continuing to discuss tactics.

"This is outright exclusion!" Lu Yuanhang gritted his teeth and complained to the cameraman. "Isn't the production team going to do anything?!"

The cameraman couldn’t help rolling his eyes. "Isn't it because of what you did yourself?"

Lu Yuanhang’s expression cracked. "What?!"