"puff--!!"

At the side, Galan, who had just taken a sip of juice, suddenly spat out the juice in his mouth.

Shen Qingzhu, who was sitting next to An Qingyu, was about to pick up some food when his chopsticks suddenly stopped in mid-air. He pretended nothing had happened and put his hands down, silently pricking up his ears...

The whole table fell silent.

“Give birth to…give birth to a son?!” Baili Pangpang’s eyes almost popped out, “Qiye…you…”

"Stop!" Lin Qiye was so scared that he put down his chopsticks and turned to look at An Qingyu, his mouth twitching wildly, "What are you talking about? How could I secretly give birth to a child outside?"

"But..." An Qingyu pushed his glasses, "That young man has the same aura as you..."

"breath?"

"Well, in his body, I felt a very familiar... golden power." An Qingyu paused and continued, "This power formed his body, penetrated into his soul, and intertwined in his blood...

From a genetic point of view, there is a very high chance that he is your son."

Lin Qiye was stunned.

"Wait a minute." Lin Qiye held down Jia Lan's fist and continued to ask, "How old is that boy?"

"Looks about fourteen or fifteen."

"Fourteen or fifteen years old!" Lin Qiye was somewhat speechless. "I am only twenty-two this year. How could I have a child of fourteen or fifteen years old? Could it be that when I was seven years old..."

Galan: Σ(дlll)!!!!!!!!!

An Qingyu thought about it carefully, "It seems... it really doesn't match?"

"It is also possible that Qiye likes to drive big trucks." Cao Yuan added seriously.

Lin Qiye: ...

"That boy was very strange." An Qingyu recalled carefully, "In addition to the human breath, he also had the soul of a strange cat..."

"Qingyu, what are you talking about?" Baili Pangpang was a little confused, "It's a person, a cat, and golden energy... What is that thing?"

"To be honest, I don't understand what kind of existence he is." An Qingyu shrugged, "But I can feel that the soul of the cat in him is not a human species...it has a hint of charm."

god?

Hearing this word, for some reason, Lin Qiye suddenly recalled what Shao Pingge had just told him... medium.

Some mythical beasts that have a special relationship with the Great Xia God can also serve as intermediaries between the gods and their agents.

Could it be that the young man, like Shao Pingge, was also an agent of some Great Xia God?

But... why does he have his own bloodline in his body?

Lin Qiye was puzzled.

After three rounds of drinks, the two teams had finished all the food on the table, and the night became increasingly darker.

"Okay, it's getting late, let's all go back and rest." Shao Pingge stood up from his seat calmly, as if he remembered something, and reminded Lin Qiye:

"By the way, your awarding ceremony is ready. See you at 8 o'clock tomorrow morning at the Night's Watch headquarters."

…

the next day.

An extended Lincoln slowly stopped in front of the Night Watch headquarters.

Lin Qiye and others got out of the car and walked straight towards the gate. At this time, someone had been waiting at the gate for a long time with a box in his hand.

"Captain Lin." The staff member bowed slightly respectfully when he saw Lin Qiye and the others coming. "The cloaks customized for your team have been made. Please put them on."

Unlike the awarding of medals in the training camp, the awarding ceremony of the "Star Sea" medal was a very solemn occasion. As a newly formed special team, they had to wear cloaks representing their team. In order to meet the deadline, the logistics department of the Night Watch worked overtime day and night to produce these seven sets of cloaks.

He opened the box, and seven sets of crimson cloaks lay quietly and spotlessly in the center of the box, emitting a faint glow in the sunlight.

Although the main color is red, it is different from the dark red cloaks of ordinary Night Watchmen. The color of these seven cloaks is deeper. Combined with the special texture, they do not appear lifeless, but instead have a hint of vitality.

"Isn't this color too low-key?" The staff member asked with some concern. "If the light is not sufficient, it will look similar to the dark red cloak of an ordinary night watchman..."

“It’s okay.” Lin Qiye picked up the cloak and smiled. “The special team is, after all, also the night watchmen, but they have more special responsibilities.

Just like this deep red, it is derived from dark red, but different from it...it is a heresy among dark red. "

Lin Qiye and the others found their respective cloaks and put them on at the same time. They stood at the door of the Night Watch's headquarters, smiled at each other, and walked side by side towards the door.

…

Night Watch Headquarters.

The awarding platform.

On a solemn and serious stage, Shao Pingge, wearing an ordinary dark red cloak and with a straight knife hanging from his waist, stood in the center of the stage, his eyes sweeping over the people sitting below.

Originally, the awarding ceremony of the "Star Sea" medal needed to be presented personally by the Commander-in-Chief of the Night's Watch, but now it is wartime after all, and the situation is special. Zuo Qing needs to guard Jialin Pass and cannot come back at all, so Shao Pingge can only take over temporarily.

Nowadays, Shao Pingge is also an important figure among the top leaders of the Night's Watch, and his status is second only to Zuo Qing. Naturally, no one has any objection to him presiding over the awarding ceremony.

He stood in the middle of the stage and spoke slowly:

“I believe everyone is clear about why we are all gathered together today…

The awarding of the "Star Sea" level medals has not been carried out too many times since the establishment of the modern Night Watch, and the awarding of two "Star Sea" medals at one time is the first time. I am honored to stand here and award the medals on behalf of Commander Zuo..."

Shao Pingge followed the process of the awarding ceremony step by step.

In the corner of the audience seats, seven young men of plain appearance sat together and yawned silently.

“Captain, after so many years, why hasn’t the awarding ceremony at the headquarters evolved? It’s always so official, it makes me sleepy…” Xuanwo rubbed his sleepy eyes and complained.

At the side, Tianping, who was also in casual clothes, rolled his eyes.

"What? Arrange a warm-up show for you before the award ceremony? Invite a female group to dance for you to liven things up? The award ceremony is supposed to be a solemn and serious occasion, not a place for you to have fun."

Except for a very few people, none of the many spectators present realized that the seven young men sitting in the corner were the [Masked] team who had taken off their masks and changed into casual clothes.