Chapter 162: The So-Called Rules
Glancing at the other party, Ye Tian couldn’t help but furrow his brows. This woman was quite skilled at ingratiating herself—immediately calling herself “senior sister” upon meeting him...
“Take a look at your Seven Phoenix Soft Needles.”
The woman in the qipao gave a faint smile and suddenly stepped forward. A rich, pure fragrance enveloped Ye Tian, swirling around him.
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Feeling the softness clinging to his body, Ye Tian suddenly realized something. He reached into his sleeve, and sure enough, the Seven Phoenix Soft Needles had straightened.
She exhaled gently, a captivating smile blooming on her lips:
“Now, shouldn’t you be calling me senior sister?”
Chen Guang, standing nearby, frowned. He wanted to say something but couldn’t utter a single word. Yet his face visibly flushed.
“Senior sister...” Ye Tian was stunned. He had never imagined that one of his seven senior sisters had already infiltrated the Dragon Squad.
Judging by her status, she was not just an ordinary member but an authoritative figure with considerable influence!
Suddenly, Chen Guang stepped between them, his tone stiff:
“Comrade Li Qingfeng, you seem to be a bit too ambiguous.”
“No romantic relationships are allowed among squad members before retirement; that rule is clearly written in the discipline. Have you forgotten?”
“Ye Tian, you’re a newcomer and can’t resist the charm of a fox spirit—we understand that—but please keep your distance and don’t fall!”
“If things go wrong, it’ll be too late to regret.”
“What business is that of yours?”
Li Qingfeng glanced at him disdainfully and walked off with a huff, pulling Ye Tian along: “My senior brother and I will do as we please. If you have a problem with that, you can talk to the boss.”
“You!”
Chen Guang’s face reddened with anger, wanting to retort, but Yang Zhen grabbed him firmly.
“Now is not the time for quarrels.”
“Tch!”
Chen Guang angrily shook off the hand, his eyelids twitching uncontrollably.
Everyone in the Dragon Squad knew Chen Guang liked Li Qingfeng. Now Ye Tian had come along and was flirting with her, completely disregarding him!
“Give it up. You know Senior Sister Li isn’t interested in you—why play the martyr?” Yang Zhen sneered.
“Even if you stick it out until retirement, she’ll never agree.”
“Are you looking for a fight?”
Chen Guang shot a glare at his deputy and followed without another word.
Outside in the courtyard, a crowd had gathered without anyone noticing, filling the spacious yard so tightly it was impossible to slip through.
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“Is that Ye Tian?”
Voices from men and women buzzed as Ye Tian stepped outside. The chatter was nonstop, as if his arrival had already been widely anticipated.
“He’s quite handsome, and his figure is great—top tier in looks.”
“Just don’t know how strong he really is,” a woman with the air of a refined lady teased.
“What kind of strength are you talking about?”
“Kids, don’t ask.”
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“Let me introduce you all—this is my own junior brother, trained by the same master.”
“Wow, is he really from Kunlun Mountain? That’s incredible!”
Some brightened with surprise. They hadn’t expected Ye Tian to have such a distinguished background. It was said Kunlun had seven supreme masters, each achieving peak mastery in their fields.
To become their disciple, he must be extraordinarily gifted.
“How strong my junior brother is—you’ve all seen it, haven’t you? No need to ask,” Li Qingfeng smiled, pleased with their reactions.
Qingcheng, that young girl, had long sent her a private message to inform the sisters about their master taking new disciples a second time. Later, a series of incidents in Zhongdu and the Eastern Isles gave her a vivid impression of Ye Tian.
This junior brother was a natural genius, yet neither arrogant nor impatient, remarkably composed.
His patriotism was admirable as well.
The mere fact he had ventured alone into the Iga Forty-Nine Houses and retrieved the ashes of one hundred warriors spoke volumes.
Both his strength and character were endearing.
Li Qingfeng was overjoyed.
Therefore, as soon as Ye Tian returned to the country, she applied to the boss to have him summoned to headquarters.
As his senior sister, she would do everything possible to keep him in the Dragon Squad.
“Junior brother, have a brief chat with everyone. When the boss arrives later, he will personally reward you to thank you for bringing back the ashes of one hundred warriors.”
“Oh, I almost forgot,” Ye Tian suddenly remembered that the ashes were still concealed within his sleeve’s spatial space and quickly asked how they should be handled.
“No rush. A special escort vehicle will come later to transport them to the capital,” Li Qingfeng said with a smile.
At that moment, a cute team member with a bun approached and asked:
“By the way, Ye Tian, how does it feel to kill Eastern Isle people? I’ve never killed one before and don’t know what it’s like.”
Ye Tian smiled in response.
“It’s like killing chickens—no burden at all.”
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“Wow, that’s so easy? I remember the few Martial Kings you defeated were all peak second-stage. Are second-stage Martial Kings really that easy to kill?”
“Impossible. You’re such a blockhead. Reaching Martial King level itself is already very difficult in this lifetime,” a girl wearing a shark-patterned outfit scolded with a laugh.
“It’s not that Martial Kings are easy to kill—it’s that Ye Tian is amazing!”
“Oh my, he can kill a second-stage Martial King at the Beidou level? What will happen once he breaks through further?!”
A large group of female members surrounded him, chattering excitedly. The atmosphere in the courtyard was joyful and harmonious, all discussing Ye Tian’s deeds in the Eastern Isles.
The women were utterly engrossed, but the surrounding male members were green with envy.
“Hmph, no matter how strong he is, he’s still only at the Beidou level.”
“Without breaking through to Martial King, he’s basically a fragile clay doll, easily killed. Only Martial Kings have the superhuman vitality.”
“Exactly. And those Martial Kings from the Eastern Isles haven’t even fused ancient martial arts. Their combat power, honestly, is pretty average!”
“Average, huh?”
The air was thick with bitterness.
Watching this, Li Qingfeng nearly doubled over with laughter. Young people were always so competitive. Seeing the girl he liked fawn over another man, they couldn’t help but feel jealous.
“Quiet!”
“This is the boss’s courtyard. If you want to quarrel, take it outside!”
The captain of the third team, Chen Guang, came over with a stern face, frowning at the crowd gathered and at Ye Tian surrounded by them.
Helplessly shrugging, Ye Tian finally freed himself from the swarm of admirers.
These women were too enthusiastic; he wasn’t quite used to it.
Senior sister was really something—why didn’t she step in to help? Instead, she just watched as he became the target of everyone’s attention.
The men around had turned green with envy; it was almost impossible not to make enemies now.
Ignoring Ye Tian, Chen Guang continued to scold:
“Don’t treat the rules as mere words just because the boss isn’t here.”
“You are the elite among elites. If you can’t even follow basic rules, how can you carry out missions?”
“If I catch similar behavior again, don’t blame me for acting strictly!”
As soon as he said this, the crowd immediately fell silent, no one daring to cause trouble.
Everyone knew the boss liked things quiet.
Though the boss himself was absent, Chen Guang wielded the rules like a sword, and no one dared to argue.