Chapter 380 That was the mark made by the lady.

Scrolling further down, many acquaintances also posted, saying that she and Si Yuting have a good relationship and asking everyone not to speculate.

Qu Tong saw Xiong Lie and Hu Qing's accounts inside.

Honestly, these StarCraft netizens are just too bored. The parties involved didn't say anything or have any conflicts, yet they're already playing out a whole drama of "Empresses in the Palace" in their minds.

It's commonly known as "worrying about nothing but eating salty radishes."

Qu Tong switched to her own homepage and clicked the "+" button to send a reply.

The wise do not contend, the virtuous do not judge. Like drinking water, only the drinker knows whether it is hot or cold.

The post below was the most popular one discussing her and Si Yuting.

Comments appeared just a second after the post was published, but Qu Tong didn't care.

Si Yuting just came downstairs, wearing a black trench coat.

Si Yuting already had a good physique, and this outfit made him look even taller and more imposing. His handsome face with its distinct features perfectly matched his aloof and distant temperament.

Even the cut on the corner of his lip unexpectedly added a touch of tension to his appearance.

Her voice, however, was gentle: "Let's go, I'll go with you to get checked out."

Qu Tong shut down her personal terminal, wrapped her arm around her superior Yu Ting's, and said with bright, almond-shaped eyes, "Your Highness looks very handsome in this outfit."

Si Yuting is always dressed in formal attire or military uniform, and he looks very handsome, mature, and composed.

But he rarely dresses so casually; it's a different kind of cool.

It's similar to what I saw on E12 before.

Si Yuting gave a faint "hmm," but the corners of his lips unconsciously curled up.

If Ali likes it, she can wear it more often in the future.

Upon arriving at the military hospital, the testing equipment had been borrowed by people from other departments, so Qu Tong only received routine physical therapy.

"General, you're injured?" Jiang Zhou noticed the cut on Si Yuting's lip after refilling the IV fluids in the treatment ward. "Do you need me to treat it?"

Qu Tong followed Jiang Zhou out, crossed her arms and leaned against the door, raising an eyebrow and smiling.

"No need, it's just a minor injury." Si Yuting replied expressionlessly, then stepped forward, took Qu Tong's hand, and led her away.

Behind them, the guards whispered among themselves: "That's not some kind of wound, it's a mark made by the lady."

"Tsk tsk, my wife bit it herself, I can't bear to put medicine on it~"

"Shh! Keep your voice down, or the general will hear you and you'll lose face."

Both of them had excellent hearing, and Qu Tong covered her mouth and chuckled, her eyes crinkling with laughter.

Si Yuting glanced at her with a stern face, then continued walking without looking to the side.

Qu Tong was sent to school, while Si Yuting went to the palace.

Qu Tong went to see Old Man Yuan. When she left the laboratory, she bumped into Song Ke at the corner of the stairs and looked at her with a teasing gaze.

Qu Tong stopped in her tracks.

Then Song Ke said, "Sister Qu Tong is truly a hidden talent!"

Qu Tong chuckled and replied simply, "It's necessary for the situation."

"Sister Tong, you lied to us so badly!" Cheng Yao and the others came out from the stairwell.

Xu An, He Zhou, and Fei Wenxing were also there.

Fei Wenxing looked devastated. "Sister Tong, tell me this isn't true!"

Song Ke rolled her eyes at him: "Stop fooling yourself. Is it so hard to admit that someone else is excellent?"

“It’s not hard to admit that others are excellent, but it’s too much to say that they are better than me in everything.” Fei Wen said indignantly and with a hint of resentment. “I used to think that as long as I worked hard, I could definitely be as excellent as Sister Tong. After all, Sister Tong is so amazing at F level, and I’m an A. Now, I’m like a salted fish that has lost its fighting spirit. I can’t compare, I can’t compare at all.”

Fei Wenxing's words resonated with everyone.

However, everyone was more happy for Qu Tong than jealous.

“Think about your final exams, and you’ll feel motivated,” Qu Tong said with a raised eyebrow and a smile.

Fei Wenxing had a long face and was cursing.

This isn't the place to talk, so Qu Tong suggested, "How about we practice together?"

"What have I done to deserve this?" Song Ke joked, following Qu Tong's steps.

*

Inside the training room where you rack up points.

"Sister Tong, are you really going to fight?" Fei Wenxing gripped his signature weapon, nunchucks, his hands trembling uncontrollably.

Cheng Yao on the other side was the same.

Qu Tong slammed the dark green whip to the ground with a "crack," saying, "You're faking it, aren't you? Didn't you practice before?"

"Can that be the same..."?

Before he could finish speaking, the attack came head-on.

Qu Tong deliberately held back his strength, allowing him to attack or defend as needed, and still managed to defeat Cheng Yaofei and Wen Xing within ten moves.

Cheng Yao's weapon had long since flown away. His ankle was whipped around, and he spun 360 degrees in the air before crashing heavily to the ground.

Fei Wenxing flew backward, scraping the ground, and sat up rubbing his stomach and grimacing.

Xu An came up and handed each of them a bottle of energy liquid.

The group gathered together, discussed their battle experiences, and then talked about the Lan family.

"Sister Tong, that slap you gave him was so beautiful. It taught him a lesson about how he always thinks he's so great, he's nothing but a scumbag."

"And Sister Tong, you have no idea how much Lan Xingye doubted his life after seeing your strength. He even walked with a limp after coming out of the arena. It's hilarious, hahaha!"

Fei Wenxing and Cheng Yao still couldn't forget Lan Xingye's embarrassing moment, feeling both timid and happy.

"And your cousin, her face turned green. I don't know what she was thinking."

“What else could they be thinking? They’re either after money or power. These kinds of people are the first to run away when trouble comes,” Song Ke said bluntly.

These men had never had a good impression of women like Qu Wanwan and Qu Jiaojiao, so when no one else was around, they naturally said whatever came to mind.

Cheng Yao patted Fei Wenxing on the shoulder and teased, "It's a good thing you got rid of that vain woman, Ouyang Linna, early on. Otherwise, with your dim-wittedness, you would have been sold out countless times."

Fei Wenxing shooed him away: "Go away! That happened hundreds of years ago, don't mention it, it's disgusting."

The group then turned the conversation back to the Lan family. Suddenly, Cheng Yao turned his head and asked, "The Lan family has gotten into such a mess this time, could it be your doing?"

The others also turned to look at Qu Tong.

Qu Tong remained calm and composed throughout, popping a cherry tomato into her mouth but smiling without saying a word.

The group exchanged glances, already knowing the inside story.

Fei Wenxing, who was usually carefree, suddenly became serious. He went to the smart device at the door to check the surveillance footage of the training room before walking back to Qu Tong's side and cautiously asking, "Sister Tong, are you really planning to take action against the Lan family?"

Qu Tong countered, "Isn't it obvious?"

From the very beginning, she was at odds with the Lan family; it was obvious to everyone.

Fei Wenxing scratched his head: "I thought..."

"You think I can't handle them?" Qu Tong finished Fei Wenxing's unspoken question.

Fei Wenxing's expression froze; Qu Tong was clearly right.

The atmosphere froze for a moment. Fei Wenxing moved closer to Qu Tong and said solemnly, "Sister Tong, if there's anything I can do to help, please don't hesitate to ask."

"This is what the old man asked me to tell you during the family meeting this morning."