Zhang Meng got serious.
Just how terrifying is a serious Zhang Meng?
You must know that even without using True Qi right now, a body nourished by True Qi is still not comparable to Qiu Yuelun!
In an instant, the two fought into a frenzy, exchanging blow for blow!
One moment they were trading hard-hitting punches; the next, they were dodging with clever footwork, as graceful as willow branches swaying in the breeze!
The fight was spectacular!
The surrounding soldiers were cheering them on!
Zhang Meng suddenly changed his moves, swiftly circling behind Qiu Yuelun.
Qiu Yuelun was shocked and tried to turn around, only to be hammered by several heavy punches from Zhang Meng to his ribs, which knocked the wind out of him!
By the time he came to his senses, Zhang Meng had already completed a chokehold and neck twist on him!
Qiu Yuelun was firmly suppressed!
Lu Xiaobu immediately walked over, squatted down, and looked at Qiu Yuelun: "Keep acting tough, kiddo! Keep being awesome! I’ve never seen a soldier as ’awesome’ as you!"
Qiu Yuelun’s face alternated between shades of green and white.
This time, he was thoroughly humiliated!
Lost during training, defeated in martial combat!
Truly humiliated all the way to his grandmother’s house!
"Young Master, please let him off."
Zhang Meng forced a smile, pleading for mercy on behalf of Qiu Yuelun.
He was well aware of Young Master’s talent in verbally cutting people down.
If Young Master spoke up, this proud and arrogant Qiu Yuelun might just go bang his head against the wall.
"Alright, alright, I know you recognize him. Otherwise, why would the fight have dragged on so long?"
Lu Xiaobu rolled his eyes and said.
Zhang Meng gave an extremely awkward laugh.
"Okay, find a place to wash up, then we’ll talk more."
Lu Xiaobu stretched and said.
Soon, in the quarters arranged by Company Commander Wang, a cleaned-up Lu Xiaobu said to Qiu Yuelun in front of him:
"What the hell were you puffing yourself up for? If you had won, I would have let it slide, but what happened? You were boasting before even fighting, and after losing, you ramp up your arrogance even more!"
"I’m not going to take you with me, no matter what! Do whatever you want, kill me or cut me up!" Qiu Yuelun defiantly said with his neck out.
"Hey, kid, if you keep sticking your neck out , believe it or not, I’ll make you cry with my words?" Lu Xiaobu rolled up his sleeves and said.
"Pfft!" Qiu Yuelun’s face was full of disbelief.
Crying from a beating was one thing, but crying from words? As if he were a little kid!
Just then, a cleaned-up Li Jin walked in, looked at Qiu Yuelun, and said: "Rabbit, you better believe it. If our Young Master really wanted to make you cry, you’d absolutely end up crying."
Qiu Yuelun looked at the arriving Li Jin, his mind went blank for a moment, and he rubbed his eyes in disbelief.
"What, don’t recognize me now?!"
"Hahaha! So it’s you, punk!"
Qiu Yuelun leaped up excitedly and threw a punch at Li Jin’s chest.
Then, he embraced Li Jin tightly: "I thought I would never see you again!"
"How could you not?!"
Li Jin also heavily patted Rabbit’s shoulder, overcome with emotion.
"By the way, what about the instructor? Did the instructor contact you afterwards?"
Qiu Yuelun released Li Jin and quickly asked.
"Contact? Way too much contact!"
Li Jin said with a sly smile.
"What! You know where the instructor is?! Quick! Tell me!"
Qiu Yuelun eagerly shook Li Jin’s shoulders.
At that moment, tears began to shimmer in the eyes of this stoic man.
"Alright, alright! Who do you think was the guy who just gave you a thrashing, you little Rabbit?!"
Li Jin kept waving his hands and laughing.
Qiu Yuelun was struck as if by lightning, completely stunned: "You’re saying that the instructor was the one fighting me just now?"
He shook his head in disbelief: "That’s not right! The figure didn’t look like the instructor at all! If it really were the instructor, there’s no way I wouldn’t recognize him!"
"Pssh, like you recognized me either!"
Li Jin rolled his eyes as he spoke.
Under the Young Master’s care, they had good food and drink, ate beans that could heal internal hidden injuries, and cultivated cultivation techniques.
As a result, their appearances had long since changed from before!
Qiu Yuelun, hitting his left palm with his right fist, suddenly came to a realization.
Zhang Meng walked in.
Upon seeing Zhang Meng, Qiu Yuelun reflexively gave a perfect military salute.
"You’ve made a lot of progress!"
Zhang Meng nodded at Qiu Yuelun and opened his arms wide.
Qiu Yuelun immediately pounced forward and gave him a tight hug: "Instructor, Instructor! You’ve suffered!"
At that moment, Qiu Yuelun could no longer hold back his tears, and like a child, he began to cry.
Lu Xiaobu coughed: "What do you mean by ’suffered’? What are you implying, that I mistreated Zhang Meng and the others?"
He didn’t have much patience for this Qiu Yuelun.
If not for the sake of Zhang Meng and Li Jin, he would have already hit this impudent brat!
"Okay, okay! Let me introduce you! This is our Young Master—the Young Master Lu, Lu Xiaobu!"
Zhang Meng made the introduction to Qiu Yuelun.
He knew too that the Young Master had actually shown favor for his sake!
"Young Master?! Instructor? Are you being a bodyguard? No wait, a domestic servant?!"
Qiu Yuelun frantically asked: "But you are the Fierce Tiger War God! And you’re serving as a domestic servant for someone else?! Do you owe him money? Tell me, how much, I’ll pay it off for you!"
He simply couldn’t understand how Zhang Meng, who was always treated as an honored guest everywhere, could serve as a domestic servant for someone else!
"It’s not a domestic servant."
Zhang Meng shook his head.
"Oh, just fooling around, huh! That’s good then!"
Qiu Yuelun heaved a sigh of relief.
Not being a domestic servant was good; being a bodyguard was also nothing serious—it was perfectly normal to terminate such a contract!
"It’s being a lackey!"
Zhang Meng somberly stated.
Qiu Yuelun spat out a mouthful of blood.
Excuse me, but what’s the difference between a domestic servant and a lackey?!
And where’s that proud look on your face coming from?!
Feeling honored about being a lackey?!
"Hey, you kid, don’t you look down on lackeys; you, you’re not even qualified."
Li Jin rolled his eyes at Qiu Yuelun as he spoke.
"Not qualified? Pah, even if I was qualified, I wouldn’t do it."
This Li Jin had grown guts, daring to contradict him.
Not qualified to be a lackey?!
"You, really aren’t qualified!"
Zhang Meng also suddenly stated very seriously.
Qiu Yuelun was at a loss for words!
Li Jin speaking , he could refute, but now it was his most admired instructor saying it, how could he argue?
At this point, Lu Xiaobu waved his hand and spoke: "If you want to catch up, wait until this matter is over, then you guys can get together properly."
His gaze turned to Qiu Yuelun: "Today, I just want to ask you one thing, why did Zhang Meng leave the army?!"
His eyes gradually sharpened.
Zhang Meng wouldn’t say, and Li Jin certainly wouldn’t.
He knew there must be matters involving confidentiality agreements.
But this Qiu Yuelun hadn’t left the army yet, he couldn’t possibly be unable to say anything!
Today, he had to get some answers!