Thinking of this, the squadron leader began to understand why Luo Zheng had caught the attention of the proud Lan Xue and couldn't help but say, "You little rascal, your advantage is undeniable. Now, get back and write your report, and later I'll deal with you."
"Yes, sir." Luo Zheng quickly saluted, agreed, and looked towards Lan Xue.
Lan Xue stood up and said softly, "Go, train well."
"Wait for my news." Luo Zheng spoke with a double meaning, his eyes resolute, sweeping away his previously playful demeanor as he gave Lan Xue a solemn military salute before turning and leaving.
Lan Xue smiled understandingly, a smile that was very soothing and solid, which made the squadron leader somewhat irritated as he cursed, "You really have prospects, actually fancying such a simple soldier. There are so many fine gentlemen in Beijing lining up for you, I really don't understand what's so good about him?"
"You know better than anyone what's inside your heart," Lan Xue said with a smile.
