Every time Shao Qi left Dawn City, he would make arrangements. Many wanted him dead, so naturally, he safeguarded against threats to his family. The butler, drivers, and bodyguards at home were all his appointees, not just for protection but also for intelligence gathering.

Shao Qi set his computer aside. The reports inside weren't urgent. He was more concerned about his grandfather's health. "Has your rheumatism been acting up again? Do your legs hurt?"

"It's the usual," the old man replied. "With advances in medicine, this pain is nothing. Even the doctor says it's not a serious issue." He took an envelope from the drawer and jokingly pushed it to Shao Qi. "Take a look. These are all carefully selected by me for you. It's a pity they won't be of use. Maybe you'll regret it after seeing them."

Knowing what his grandfather referred to, Shao Qi didn't even glance at it. Using his energy, he burned the envelope to ash, leaving a mess on the floor. "You worry too much."

"Hmph, and for whom? Listen to what outsiders say. Our Shao family only has one male heir in your generation, and you've chosen a man. There won't be any descendants. Compared to flourishing families, we seem inferior. No wonder they dare to move against you."

"Tch, it's not about numbers. Does having a large family guarantee victory? At your age, you might want to pay more attention to Shao Zhen. Isn't she still single too?"

"Enough, don't bring that up in front of her."

Shao Qi sat up straight, eyes widening in surprise. "Has she been bullied?"

"It's a matter of the heart. She refused my help. Apparently, that person doesn't even know her identity."

"Oh." Shao Qi twirled his finger, not uttering another word. But when he saw Shao Zhen later, he tugged her hair and dragged her into his study.

"Let's start the interview. Ten minutes," Shao Qi said as he sat on the sofa, dressed in soft loungewear with his hair looking fluffy, appearing quite harmless.

However, Shao Zhen knew him too well. She hesitantly sat as far from him as possible, then stood to adjust the camera. She hadn't brought her camera crew, so she'd have to manage recording and questioning on her own.

But the moment she started the device, she regretted it. Changing her mind, she asked, "Can we switch to live streaming instead?"

"Why?"

"Live streaming offers a more immersive and unexpected experience."

"Whatever, hurry up; you've already wasted a minute."

"Shao Zhen has several hundred thousand followers on her social media, not a massive number. Most of them follow her for the short essays she writes. Out of the blue, she started a live stream. As a few fans trickled in curious about the content, the camera suddenly panned to reveal a handsome face."

The few fans were taken aback, rapidly typing: "Is Miss Pearl a guy?", "He looks so much like Marshal Shao.", "Marshal Shao is so aloof; how can he be this warm gentleman?"

More people started joining. It turned out these fans invited their friends to see this handsome guy, especially one who resembled Marshal Shao. That made it a must-watch.

"Let's begin the questions," Shao Zhen said, adjusting her posture and voice. Throughout, the camera never showed her face, focusing solely on Shao Qi.

"First question: Marshal Shao, this is your first public appearance. What made you decide to show yourself?"

Shao Qi adjusted his hair, looked into the camera, and asked, "Am I handsome?"

The word "Handsome" filled the screen. There were only a few hundred viewers, but the enthusiasm felt like there were thirty thousand.

There's no doubt about Shao Qi's good looks. However, the way he arrogantly and flirtatiously posed the question made people want to scream. Someone shared the stream, and just for that face, many more flocked to the room. Furthermore, Shao Zhen's immediate boss got curious upon seeing her live and decided to check. If it was any frivolous promotion, he'd have to lecture her tomorrow. They were professional media personnel, not just any influencers.

But when he saw Shao Qi's face, he almost jumped, dialing a number on his phone. But before it connected, it was cut off, and he quickly called the station chief.

Shao Qi didn't care about the viewer count. He was just there to answer a few questions. The number didn't matter.

"Wouldn't it be a waste not to show off this handsome face? The reason I stayed hidden? Because I'm too handsome, didn't want too many falling for me."

Struggling to hold back her laughter, Shao Zhen asked, "So, you're not scared anymore?"

"Not at all. I'm a family man now. I'm not concerned with outside admirers."

Shao Zhen hadn't expected such a bombshell answer for his first question. This was news every media wanted. Although some already spread details about his wife, this was the first time Marshal Shao spoke about it in public, making it exclusive information.

"Can I ask about what kind of person Mrs. Marshal is?"

A sincere and carefree smile spread on Shao Qi's face. "He's gentle, handsome, strong, and confident. In short, perfect."

Shao Zhen wanted to dig deeper but felt a subtle glare from Shao Qi and quickly shifted gears. "Next question: Were the proposals you made at the conference your own ideas?"

"Does it matter?"

"Alright, another question then. Do you believe our nation's military strength is enough to deter the whole world?"

Pointing to the screen with a confident air, Shao Qi challenged, "What do you all think?"

The screen was filled with messages like "Yes!", "We're the best!", and "Number one in the world!"

"Nowadays, it's the mutant beasts that can deter the world, not any country's military. Without these beasts, do you believe enemies would invade soon? Satellite imagery shows Earth's land has reduced by half. Meaning, humanity's usable space is halved. With treacherous terrains and inaccessible mountains in this half, the actual livable space for humans is very limited."