Other people caught a glimpse of Zhao Lang’s cold and stern face and froze in place, quickly finding excuses to scatter like birds and beasts.
Among them were Hua Country natives, locals, and mercenaries hired by Zhao Lang, all fighting alongside government forces.
Relying on his keen military abilities and ruthless combat skills, Zhao Lang took just three days to help General Dino break through the situation. The mercenaries he led fought as if they were fearless, taking on hundreds at a time and carving a bloodied path for the government forces.
As a consequence, the government forces won successive victories and successfully turned the tables against the rebels.
And Zhao Lang’s reputation was solidified in F Country.
Especially within the military.
From the highest to the lowest rank, there wasn’t a single person who didn’t fear him.
After all, they had all witnessed how this gentleman, seemingly gentle and refined, could in the next second turn into a Hell Demon emerging from the flames, with a human head in his hand.
They couldn’t help but feel terror.
With everyone scattered and gone, Zhou Xu felt even more unsettled by the cool and detached look in Zhao Lang’s eyes.
Zhao Lang didn’t say a word but walked straight over and sat down in the chair that Zhou Xu had just been sitting in.
He was clad in a set of deep navy blue military uniform, the sharp lines of the high collar exuding a stern aura, which made his neck look slender and straight. The shoulder insignia hung with golden chains, both splendid and regal. Even sitting in a significantly languid pose, his dignity and haughtiness were not lost at all.
Zhao Lang stretched his legs slightly, and his pitch-black boots reached up to his knees, emerging from the shadows. The silvery white spurs flashed a cold light as they brushed across his downcast eyes.
His features were soft and warm, his eyes were cold like delicate snow, but it still brought a chilling effect to those who saw him.
It was as if ordinary, harmless-looking eyes concealed an immeasurable abyss and endless seas of blood.
At that moment, Zhou Xu felt completely enveloped by that unfathomable depth.
With every tap of Zhao Lang’s fingertips on the desk, Zhou Xu’s heart trembled.
"What’s the matter, have you thought it through? Why haven’t you answered me?" he said, nearly laughing as he spoke.
However, Zhou Xu broke down in tears.
"I’m sorry, boss. I will report to General Dino right away."
General Dino was at the front lines; if Zhou Xu went now, it likely meant he would come back, if not dead, then severely maimed.
Damn it, had he not just spoken a few words about that charlatan, did he deserve to be treated so harshly?
Next to him, Pei Ye, with an expressionless face, patted his shoulder and spoke in a deep voice that echoed in his ears.
"I’ve told you before, trouble comes from your mouth."
How was he supposed to know the boss was so eerily perceptive!
Zhou Xu clenched his teeth, wanting desperately to plead before Zhao Lang for leniency.
However, at an inopportune moment, the signal device in Pei Ye’s pocket began ringing.
At Zhao Lang’s signal, he stepped forward, answered the call, and switched to the military communications line. In a moment, General Dino’s face appeared on the large screen.
He greeted Zhao Lang earnestly, then asked with a tone of regret, "I received your message. Are you really leaving tomorrow?"
Zhao Lang nodded, "Yes, the helicopter coming to pick me up will land at the port tomorrow night. I will have to trouble General Dino to escort us out then."
Dino let out an "Ah," "But His Excellency the President still wants to see you, and now that the situation has stabilized, this is a very good opportunity. Are you sure you won’t consider it?"
Zhao Lang smiled and gently shook his head.
Dino, persistent, continued to ask, "Then can you tell me what important matter is so urgent that you need to return to the country? If possible, maybe I can help."
"There’s no need," Zhao Lang’s cool gaze finally warmed with a hint of warmth as he unintentionally looked over Dino’s shoulder at the screen, "It’s a personal matter. My presence is no longer needed here, but there might be someone in Hua Country who needs me."
Hearing this, Zhou Xu curled his lips behind him and muttered in a suppressed voice, "It seems to me that person doesn’t need you at all..."
Pei Ye gave him a look, and then started to ponder how to silence him effectively, ensuring he wouldn’t die and yet wouldn’t speak out of turn.
Then, as if realizing something, Zhou Xu’s eyes widened.
"No, wait, Boss, are we returning to the country tomorrow?! What about me?!"
Zhao Lang swiveled his chair and gave him a leisurely glance, "I made it very clear just now. You stay here, continue to help General Dino with military affairs."
"I don’t know how to do anything!" he exclaimed in frustration, "I’m just a small-time hacker, how can I go to war? Why not have Pei Ye stay? He’s a freak who can annihilate a whole insurgent army with just a dagger!"
Zhao Lang was indifferent, "Because Pei Ye needs to protect me."
"I can protect you too, Boss, I was wrong, please, don’t leave me here sniff sniff sniff, I can’t stand to eat those hard military rations anymore, I want to go back to the country, I want to eat a feast."
Zhao Lang ignored him and turned to Pei Ye, changing the subject.
"By the way, how is the man we saved doing?"
Pei Ye cooperated very well, "The doctor sent by General Dino has removed the bullet for him. He’s quite lucky; the bullet did not hit any of his organs, and he’s almost fully recovered."
Zhao Lang nodded, "Good, let’s go see him then."
Zhou Xu on the side: ? ? ?
Wait, what about him? Just gonna leave him here? ? ?
The injured soldier from Hua Country was placed in the rest room at the signal station.
When Zhao Lang entered, the man had just woken up and was sitting by the window, staring blankly into the sky.
Feeling Zhao Lang’s entrance, the man immediately became flustered, trying to get up to salute, but in his frivolous attempts, he almost knocked out the IV needle in his arm.
Zhao Lang hurried over to stabilize him.
"Don’t move, just rest, there’s no need for formalities."
"Okay..." the man lowered his tightly bandaged head, stuttering in response.
Zhao Lang looked at him, trying to mask his own aura of blood and ferocity, and said kindly, "A helicopter will come to pick us up tomorrow. Pei Ye said you were planning on returning to the country too. If you don’t mind, you can come back with us tomorrow."
The man looked up at him, shocked and grateful, "Really? You can... take me back to the country?"
Zhao Lang smiled a little, "Of course, we are fated to meet after all. If it weren’t for your intervention, that bullet might well have claimed my life."
The man smiled, then bashfully lowered his head again, "No, no, it was just... just a small effort."
"Don’t worry, once we’re back in Hua Country, I will arrange for the best doctors to help you recover," Zhao Lang said. "By the way, you’ve been unconscious for a while, I still don’t know your name?"
"I... I am Jiang Mingyu. The ’Ming’ of tomorrow, and the ’Yu’ of the great Yu..."