The group from Jinhua had met Qin Yangcheng before, but this was their first time being so close to him. They hadn't grown up with the captain, so they weren't very clear about the relationship between the captain and Major General Qin.

Although they knew that Major General Qin was the captain's uncle, they were all a little uneasy and at a loss when facing Qin Yangcheng, who held the rank of Major General and directly led them.

They just sat down quickly, staring blankly at each other, unable to utter a single word, and simply stopped talking!

A set of dark tea was handed over.

Black tea, also known as Pu'er, is different from green tea. It is valued for its age, somewhat like wine, with the saying "the older it is, the more expensive it becomes."

Shen Shaolin knew how to conduct himself. When he heard from Ji Muhan that General Qin was going to invite him to dinner, and then heard that Qin Yangcheng loved tea, especially Pu'er, this set of Pu'er was of course top-quality, but the packaging was neither flashy nor ostentatious.

Li Yangcheng accepted the tea with a bright smile, the deep meaning in his eyes immediately apparent. He was well aware of Shen Shaolin's cunning and scheming nature, but out of consideration for so many people, he didn't bother to expose him.

After Jin Hua and his group entered, they saw the military commander sitting facing the door of the private room. They instinctively stood up straight and saluted.

His tall and slender figure exudes a dashing and heroic air.

Qin Yangcheng nodded, smiled and waved his hand, and said to him in the same unpretentious manner, "Since we're having a private meal, there's no need for the usual military formalities. We can skip the salutes and all that. It's exhausting to see people doing this in the military and then doing it in private."

That was a good thing. As soon as Jin Hua finished speaking, he sat down, and his usually calm and composed face became strangely subtle, which was really intriguing...

Qin Yangcheng was no ordinary person. Having spent so many years navigating the officialdom, he had long since developed a keen eye for detail. Although Jin Hua's unusual behavior was only momentary and he managed to conceal it well in the blink of an eye, Qin Yangcheng still managed to catch it.

He glanced leisurely at the several tense men in the private room and couldn't help but chuckle softly.

Young people are really something...

Qi Guang and the others, whose nerves were already on edge, tensed up even more upon hearing Qin Yangcheng's undisguised laughter, their posture practically on the verge of collapse...

Qin Yangcheng looked at them with amusement in his eyes, "Young people, relax, relax. I'm only inviting you to dinner as Ji Muhan's uncle. Don't worry about my military rank or anything like that. Making such a fuss makes me uncomfortable."

They were all too tense, as if he were some kind of ferocious beast. Since they entered the private room, they hadn't had a single natural conversation. It was like he was the only one left in the room.

Qi Guang forced a smile, but his face had been tense for so long that he couldn't even manage a proper laugh. His smile looked awkward and strange no matter how you looked at it…

Qin Yangcheng naturally didn't miss this scene, and laughed even more heartily, his eyes filled with amusement as he teased as a friend, "With you laughing like that, anyone who didn't know better would think I was going to eat you up."

Before they could speak, Qin Yangcheng looked at the other three people besides Shen Shaolin, his face suddenly hardening, and his tone becoming many times harsher than before.

The already tense group of people, well, now, these elite special forces soldiers who were invincible on the battlefield, their nerves immediately snapped.

Several people were on tenterhooks, as if their hearts were about to leap out of their throats.

He said, “You guys are all so tense. Do you think I’m going to eat people or kill you? Am I that scary? You’re all special forces soldiers who have come through gunfire, the elite of the elite. And now you’re scared like this just because you’re having a meal with me? Do you think I invited the wrong people to this meal? I shouldn’t have invited you?”

Qi Guang gasped inwardly, immediately stood up straight, head held high, and took full responsibility for the mistake, saying, "No, Major General, you are very kind. It was our own fault."

At the same time, all the people from Jinhua stood up. Their perfectly straight posture and impeccable military bearing made them a striking sight.

This book was first published by Xiaoxiang Academy; please do not reproduce it!