Her weak, powerless hand slid from her waist to the bed, outstretched, white and delicate like the white of a scallion, perfect for grasping the sheets, especially the dark ones.

Agares looked away from Jiang Si's fingers, his whole body burning with heat.

He took a few deep breaths, his breath filled with the scent of herbs emanating from his young wife.

It was originally faint, but the scent of grass and trees was amplified infinitely when it entered his mouth and nose, so that he could only smell this scent and not the faint smell of blood that lingered on his body.

Agares bent down and placed his hand on the back of Jiang Si's neck again, gently kneading it as if to soothe the pain caused by his strength.

Immediately, Agares, his ears and face flushed, and feeling hot all over, ran his hand through the gap between her neck and the pillow, and laid her flat with her back to him.

The nightgown, just below the waist, revealed a flat stomach and a cute belly button as the body lay flat, and below that...

Agares took a deep breath, turned his head away, glanced at her, and reached out to pull up her nightgown, inevitably touching her delicate skin.

Agares' fingertips felt like they were on fire, his mouth was dry, and his Adam's apple moved involuntarily. He quickly pulled down Jiang Si's nightgown, covering her thighs and above.

Then he pulled the blanket up to cover her legs and feet, as if he had obsessive-compulsive disorder, covering the blanket around her and pressing it down to expose her mouth and nose.

Having done all this, Agares stared at Jiang Si's sleeping, slightly open mouth, exhaled a hot breath, and paused as he withdrew his hand from her face, slowly lowering it.

Her slightly calloused fingers landed on Jiang Si's rosy lips and gently rubbed them.

Then, as if stung, he withdrew his hand, stood up straight, and looked at her sleeping face. He was so clumsy and confused that he could even go to the wrong room!

"The head coach has been inside for several minutes, why hasn't he come out yet?" Rong Mengping stared longingly at the door of his head coach's quarters, not daring to go closer, but also wanting to know what was happening inside, so he asked his colleagues.

His colleagues were no better off; their eyes were all fixed on their commander's door.

Fortunately, they couldn't breathe fire from their eyes, otherwise they would have burned a hole in the door of the commander's dormitory.

"I'm asking you a question! How many minutes has the commander been inside?" Seeing that no one answered him, Rong Mengping turned his head and asked again fiercely, "Are you all like you're mute?"

Someone timidly raised their personal terminal to take a look, and then very meticulously reported in minutes and seconds: "Major General Rong Mengping, 9 minutes and 48 seconds. The commander-in-chief has been inside for 9 minutes and 48 seconds!"

"That long?" Rong Mengping said in surprise, "That's enough time to do something!"

His words immediately drew everyone's attention to him. "Major General Rong Mengping, it's no wonder the commander-in-chief said that the law doesn't exempt you from punishment just because you're a major general and you spew slander!"

"Someone like you who spews such foul language shouldn't just be sentenced to prison; they should also face hefty fines!"

Rong Mengping looked completely bewildered: "What did I say? Who did I slander? When did I start using foul language?"

Everyone pointed at him and said, "You've slandered our commander! Not only have you slandered him, but you've also implied that he's 'incompetent'!"

"A man can't say he can't. Looking at our commander's stamina, let alone the entire Hunting Legion, even if you look at all the other nine legions of the empire combined, can you find anyone with better stamina than him?"

"You think you can do anything in 9 minutes and 48 seconds? What can you do in 9 minutes and 48 seconds? You don't even have time to take your pants off, let alone do anything else."

Rong Mengping: "..."

Is this the key point?

Is this the key point?

Why do his colleagues have such unusual thought processes?

Is he still a supporter of the lady?

What are they thinking?

I said…

Before Rong Mengping could finish speaking, his colleague pulled his shoulder and turned him around. He saw his commander-in-chief walk out, his combat uniform as neat and wrinkle-free as when he went in. He closed the door, turned around and pushed open the door to the next room.

Agares stood at the door of the next room, his gaze sweeping over his subordinates, and said, "The inspector is not familiar with the camp and has entered the wrong room!"

A group of hunters peered into the open room and discovered that the room next door was furnished exactly like their commander's.

In an instant, everyone realized that the identical rooms were separated by only one wall. No wonder the inspector went to the wrong room and couldn't get out; he had mistaken it for his own.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief that their commander hadn't cheated, but their smiles had barely returned when they heard their commander say, "Everyone here, go and replace the people who are cleaning up the low-level insect field!"

"After clearing out the low-level bugs, each person will run 50 kilometers on the track with a load, and copy the Criminal Law and Marriage Law 50 times each. Within 30 minutes, I hope that when I go to the training ground, everyone will have already cleared out the low-level bugs and appeared on the training ground."

After Agares finished speaking, he turned and went into the next room, closing the door behind him.

It took everyone a while to come to their senses: "We killed the bugs, and now we have to clean them up? Why?"

"Is that the point? The point is that the head coach gave his room to the inspector and went to the inspector's room next door. But then again, why is the inspector's room next to the head coach's?"

"No, didn't you guys say before that the inspector was very likely a 'cruel little cutie'?"

"Is the inspector 'a vicious little cutie'?" Rong Mengping hadn't been on the training field before and hadn't seen the inspector, so he didn't know they had discussed it. The inspector in red might be the "vicious little cutie" they were talking about!

The others asked him, "Yes, Major General Feng Jie said that the inspector is very likely the 'ruthless little cutie' you all were talking about!"

Rong Mengping slapped his thigh and imagined, "No wonder the commander arranged her room next to his own, she's a ruthless little cutie!"

Everyone's eyes were burning with gossip, staring at Rong Mengping without blinking!

Rong Mengping got more and more excited as he spoke: "You don't know, the ruthless little cutie is really capable. She directly rejected the commander's offer to recruit her. Even when the commander told her to come over after she graduated, she still refused!"

"Now we've arranged her room next to ours, with the same furnishings as ours. This is to tell her that if she comes to the Hunting Legion, we're grooming her as our successor!"

Everyone: "The successor?"

Rong Mengping nodded heavily: "That's right, the heir, the female marshal! What's with that expression? Is there some kind of gender discrimination?"