Dilu Armor Academy.

The advanced class has just completed one in-person practical training course.

"Class Monitor An, I have a feeling something's off about you lately." The only person who would address Anhe Lance like that is Zong Jingyuan.

"What's wrong?" Anhe glanced at her and continued walking forward.

Zong Jingyuan was surprised and pulled Ye Ying to catch up, saying, "Don't walk so fast. Look, Ye Ying is out of breath."

An He's expression remained unchanged, but he slowed his pace slightly. "Is there something you need?"

"Yes, yes. We haven't gotten together in ages. Let's go to that cafe in Tianwang later. It's no fun going there alone."

"You want to get together without Lian Han?" An He stopped and turned to look at her, a half-smile on her face.

Zong Jingyuan's heart sank; there really was a problem between them.

"Why don't you want to get together?" Yozakura asked at this moment.

Anhe raised an eyebrow, his gaze shifting to her. "You want to get together?"

Ye Ying looked at An He as well, "I want to get together. It's been so long since the three of us have gotten together. Xiao Han isn't here, but we can make up for it later. She won't get angry about something like this."

“Yes, yes.” Zong Jingyuan, snapping out of her daze, quickly chimed in.

Anhe and the goddess are both her friends. If the two really have a falling out and target each other, she will definitely not take sides. But the goddess clearly wants to make up, so she can't speak up for her. However, she still needs to find out Anhe's attitude.

"Then go. Go online when you get back."

She was initially flustered and her thoughts were somewhat extreme, after all, they were her friends. But they were just friends; if they showed favoritism towards Lian Han in the future, she would definitely not be close to them anymore…

In the coffee shop, the three sat together, chatting and joking as usual. Their playful banter helped Anhe dispel much of the pent-up frustration that had been building up in her heart for almost a month. At least now she wasn't alone, and she still had her brother.

But the three's enjoyment didn't last long before it was interrupted. "Tsk! As expected, Di Luo has many beauties, and the quality is really good. Come on, give this young master a smile."

The newcomer spoke in an extremely strange tone, but that did not change the fact that he intended to harass the person.

An and the other two frowned and looked over, about to retaliate, when they saw Ruan Zhenyue winking at them from the side.

This is?

Anhe's gaze fell on that person again, and her heart felt heavy.

The young man had a flippant smile, his long blue hair tied up high, and paired with a loose robe, he didn't look effeminate at all; instead, he possessed an indescribable beauty.

But Anhe had already roughly guessed who this person was.

This time, it's the Lance family's turn to receive the alien race, but their adults are currently absent, so Marshal Ruan, who is in charge of matters concerning the alien race, will temporarily be in charge. Fatty Ruan is Marshal Ruan's most favored grandson. Therefore, this person—

Although Zong Jingyuan didn't know the ins and outs, she could tell from Fatty Ruan's expression that it wasn't wise to stay any longer. "I suddenly remembered that we haven't done the homework our tutor assigned. Let's all go back. Otherwise, it would be embarrassing if we got called on in class."

“Mm.” Anhe nodded. As a member of one of the Federation’s major families, she was very clear about the Federation’s emphasis on alien races and the special nature of alien races themselves, and that even if there were conflicts, they should try to avoid them.

But the young man didn't want it to end like that. As Anhe stood up, he grabbed her shoulder. "Hey? Don't go, beauty!"

"Let go." Anhe frowned.

"This beauty has quite a temper. But—I like it." With that, he forcefully pulled Anhe into his arms.

Anhe was stunned for a moment, then tried to push the person away, "Let go! Let go of me!"

"No." Sensing the kitten's struggle, the young man's lips curled into a smile, his mood quite pleased.

"Where did this beast in human form come from?" Zong Jingyuan's face darkened, and she spoke directly, "Your Excellency is so..."

“Your Highness, this is not appropriate in public,” Ruan Zhenyue said before Zong Jingyuan could start cursing.

"Not good?" The young man, who was none other than Prince Bingmo, looked at Ruan Zhenyue with a half-smile. "Then tell me what's wrong with it?"

That expression—it's exactly the same as the expression he had when he crushed those spoiled brats this morning!

Ruan Zhenyue felt a chill run down his spine, but considering Anhe Lance's identity and how much his partner valued her, he forced himself to say, "I happen to know this lady; she's the eldest daughter of the Lance family. If you do this, I'm afraid it will displease the Lance family."

“The Lance family?” Bingmo raised an eyebrow. “The ones who were supposed to receive us but refused?”

“What do you mean by disdain? It’s just that none of my elders are here, so it’s our fault for being so disrespectful to you!” Anhe couldn’t help but defend herself. Although her family relationships were a mess, she couldn’t tolerate anyone insulting her surname.

However, despite having an A-level physique, she couldn't budge this person even slightly! This realization made Anhe secretly resent her own low strength.

"Is that so? Since my beauty has said so, then I will not hold it against you. But my beauty must keep me company."

I've seen thugs before, but never one so self-righteous. Anhe was so angry she laughed. These alien races were too dangerous to mess with, so she couldn't just avoid them?

Immediately, Bingmo felt his arms go empty—the person was gone.

Where are they?

Zong Jingyuan realized what was happening, glared at Fatty Ruan, and then dragged Ye Ying offline as well.

Ruan Zhenyue explained, "This is Skynet, and you can go offline here." There is no Skynet among the alien races, and Bingmo's account was just registered, so it's not surprising that she doesn't know the rules of Skynet.

"She's offline?" Bingmo looked thoughtfully at the seats where the three girls had just been sitting. "Since she's here, she must be Di Luo's student. Little Fatty, take me to see the real Di Luo next time."

Ruan Zhenyue: ...He's so angry he could die right now. Why did he even suggest coming to Dilu?

Why did they target Anhe? Thinking about this man's tendency to resort to violence at the slightest provocation—Ruan Zhenyue felt bitter.

These alien races only stay here for a while before leaving, but the Lance family is different. If Bingmo really hurts Anhe, he'll immediately be hated by the Lance siblings.

There are plenty of beautiful women in Diluo, so why did he set his sights on Anhe? Well, if he had fallen for the big shot, his fate might have been even worse. His sister is out of the question. But aside from those two and his sister, the others are up to him!

It may sound cruel, but given the Federation's tolerance towards the Ice Clan, even if he did have something going on with that girl, even if it wasn't consensual, it wouldn't be a big deal. But Anhe was different…

Suddenly, a hand landed on his shoulder. Ruan Zhenyue looked up and saw Bing Mo looking at him with a half-smile. "Little Fatty, you'll take me there, right?"

Realizing the danger involved, Ruan Zhenyue shuddered, a sheepish grin spreading across his face as he nodded like a chicken pecking at rice. "Of course. I know Diluo best. What business do you have in Diluo?"

"Wait until it's offline, then we'll talk. Keep showing me around."

Ruan Zhenyue breathed a sigh of relief and quickly led the way for him. He also secretly sent a message to An He, reminding her to be careful. This was all he could do.

If only Bingmo would never go offline...