The real weapon to fight against enemies is not guns and bullets but using wisdom to completely destroy everything she has.
This is Qiu Xue’s pride and joy! It is her most prized accomplishment, yet at this very moment, Gu Tong intends to give it to someone else, even to her most feared adversary.
"Give it to me..." Bei Jiafei, as if receiving a treasure, wrote the final note. Her fingers trembled as she said, "Who wrote this song... did she agree to it..."
Such a beautiful and magnificent song, without an original singer, Bei Jiafei could hardly believe it. She looked in fascination at the recorded notes, the melody still resonating in her mind...
"She will agree!" Gu Tong said calmly, the corner of her lips lifting slightly, yet seemingly indifferent, "The author is named Sin! This is the sin she wants to redeem!"
"Sin, what a peculiar name..." Bei Jiafei remarked, holding the sheet music, "I can learn it no problem, but how should I perform it... I’m part of the instrument group and don’t have the qualification to go on stage..."
This is the issue she wanted Gu Tong to resolve first. As long as she was a Gunner, she had no right to sing, which, though unfair, was an inevitable fact.
"I told you, just focus on practicing your song! I’ll handle the rest!"
Gu Tong didn’t want these trivial matters troubling Bei Jiafei, nor was it something she should ponder over.
What she needed to do now was to hone her singing skills well, and make herself excellent, to become a deadly Treasure Blade capable of dealing Qiu Xue a fatal blow!
Of course, this was their shared wish, and indeed Qiu Xue’s inevitable retribution!
Qiu Xue’s sins are immense, and the heavens will deal with her.
If the heavens do not do so, someone will be sent to do it!
Thus, Gu Tong is the demon sent to punish her.
Gu Tong’s lips curled into a smile! She thought to herself, Qiu Xue! Your good days are about to end!
The sky was clear blue, but then clouds rolled and unfolded, with a gentle and soothing breeze.
A military jeep drove into the Academy Courtyard, stopping in a corner of the yard.
Gu Tong got out of the car carrying large bags and looked at Li Yan, who was similarly laden with bags on the left and boxes on the right, and chattered non-stop, "Husband, I’m telling you... the hardest person to deal with in my family is my mom. She’s sometimes imposing and sometimes gentle and virtuous, like the weather in June. My mom’s face is unpredictable and less accurate than a weather forecast."
"This time, I haven’t been home for so long, even my dad didn’t dare enter the house, which shows the seriousness of the situation. She’s been alone, nearing menopause, oops, the year the river stopped flowing... surely trouble is inevitable..."
"With my dad ranking fifth in family status, he’s certainly unable to resist... Oh, I forgot to introduce the family hierarchy. My mom is first, the cat named Louboutin my mom keeps is second, I’m third, my brother is fourth, and my dad barely makes it to fifth, no sixth person for now."
"Of course, you are about to meet my mom. According to her ranking, you should be placed after Louboutin and ahead of me, since my mom is incredibly biased."
Li Yan’s lips twitched as he listened to his little woman recount the family hierarchy like a story, feeling like he had accessed the wrong channel, perhaps some weird button had been pressed, leading him into the Royal analysis channel for advanced combat...
This wasn’t a home visit, but a battle, and he wondered if the ’Combat Supplies’ he brought would be sufficient...