Chapter 1157: 555 His Majesty covers up shortcomings, what kind of dream is he having? [2 more updates]
Si Fuqing had made her a laughing stock in front of all the new students at Xia University, and there was no way she could swallow that humiliation.
No matter what, T18 was in charge of the military training at Xia University this ti, and ZERO could not interfere with T18’s internal affairs.
Su Mu hadn’t expected Feng Zhaoyi to take things so seriously.
He was very puzzled, “Zhaoyi, why bother? Competition naturally involves winning and losing, especially since it was you who suggested it, and your final sneak attack—”
A sneak attack was indeed a very effective tactic against an enemy, but this was not a battle; it was rely a military drill.
Feng Zhaoyi’s expression was cold, “Su Mu, whose side are you on? You haven’t been chard by her face, have you?”
She and Su Mu had been partners for years. How many tis had Su Mu t Si Fuqing?
Si Fuqing’s ability to win people over was truly impressive; she had managed to make all the new students at Xia University cheer for her.
Feng Zhaoyi had heard that the entertainnt industry had a lot of faith in Feng Shui, using Buddha charms and changing their nas to change their fate, thereby boosting their popularity.
In just one year, Si Fuqing had beco the Top1; perhaps she had resorted to so despicable and unscrupulous thods.
Feng Zhaoyi despised her utterly.
But when Su Mu also began to lean towards Si Fuqing, she found it sowhat unbearable.
“You’re tired,” Su Mu didn’t want to argue, “rest well for now.”
He pushed open the door to leave, not looking at Feng Zhaoyi’s sowhat ugly expression, and closed the door behind him.
The young man approached quickly, “Big Brother Su Mu, is Sister Zhaoyi alright? That elbow strike from that Si person was not light!”
Just watching it made his head hurt, let alone Feng Zhaoyi who had actually taken the hit.
Before this, the young man could not imagine that Si Fuqing, who appeared so slender and tall, would have such explosive fighting skills.
With just her physical skills alone, Si Fuqing was already comparable to a Sixth Level agent of T18.
Seventh Level was a threshold; the young man had never interacted with the headquarters staff and naturally did not know the strength of T18 core agents.
Su Mu said indifferently, “She’s fine, still has the energy to get angry. As for what you said about the opponent being harsh?”
“Wouldn’t you hit hard if you were ambushed?”
The young man was abruptly startled.
“The military training is our mission, and no one can bring personal feelings into it,” Su Mu shook his head and said, “Let’s go back now.”
Feng Zhaoyi was hospitalized, and as Su Mu was the leader, the investigators didn’t contradict his orders.
For them, injuries were common, and even if they were fatal, they all endured them alone.
If one person fell, the others would continue on.
This was an unchanging rule of T18.
Su Mu also left the hospital, but his confusion remained unresolved.
Ever since the explosion incident in North State so ti ago, Feng Zhaoyi had beco very abnormal, and he still couldn’t figure it out.
But Su Mu secretly hoped that Feng Zhaoyi would soon recover and beco normal again, especially since she had just been promoted to a Level 3 investigator this year and had proven her strength.
If this continued, let alone this military training session, whether Feng Zhaoyi could stay at T18 was still unknown.
Su Mu had specifically asked the vice principal for Si Fuqing’s phone number to apologize personally.
**
On the other side.
“That’s the situation,” Feng San said, “Clearly, T18 realizes they were in the wrong and haven’t caused trouble for Miss Si.”
To him, it was simply a case of self-inflicted trouble. The sches Feng Zhaoyi harbored were obvious to everyone.
If Si Fuqing truly lacked any combat prowess, it would have been her in the hospital.
Yu Xiheng listened quietly, his expression unchanging.
But Feng San felt an imnse pressure that was almost unbearable until Yu Xiheng finally spoke, “Contact Roland.”
Roland was the Deputy Director of Intelligence at T18 and a direct subordinate of the Witch of the Night.
In matters of communication, ZERO and T18 had a good understanding, and unless it was a matter of great importance, high-ranking individuals like the chief would not get involved; it was left to the subordinates to relay ssages.
Relieved, Feng San imdiately dialed Roland’s number.
Once the call was connected, he handed the phone to Yu Xiheng.
“Hello?” The voice on the other end spoke in a thick West Continent accent.
“I secured a position as the person in charge of the military training at Xia University, not to have her mistreated,” Yu Xiheng’s tone was cool, “Your people are malevolent, and I need an explanation.”
“Sir?” Roland paused, clearly unaware of what had happened.
The sound of keyboard tapping ca through, and after a dozen seconds, he slowly exhaled, suppressing his anger, “I’m sorry, sir, this was indeed our oversight.”
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