The men stirred, some of the older ones unable to contain their anger and turning to leave, while the others exchanged glances, some regretting attending the banquet.
Women tend to follow men's lead, and some have already turned around and are ready to follow suit.
Seeing this, Shi Lan was not alarmed; she had long seen through the true nature of these people.
On the surface, they show O all kinds of tolerance and preferential treatment, but the premise is that O must obediently stay in their designated small circle. Once O crosses the line and exceeds their controlled territory, O's fate becomes like a small boat adrift in a storm, capsizing in an instant.
Shi Lan tilted her head back and called out to the figure who had already reached the door, "Mr. Han, aren't you curious about where this medal came from?"
Han Yu turned around, head slightly raised, face full of arrogance, "It's nothing more than the privilege of our parents, what's there to brag about?"
Shi Lan smiled and shook her head, "Mr. Han is wrong. This medal is something I earned through my own hard work."
As soon as she finished speaking, the entire room erupted in an uproar.
Shi Lan tucked her hair, which was past her ears, back and smiled at Han Yu, "What? Mr. Han, you don't believe me?"
Han Yu frowned and remained silent.
In the corner, a man stared at Shi Lan for a while, then suddenly realized something and turned to talk to the person next to him. The person turned on his personal terminal, and a light flashed. The two of them looked at Shi Lan for a while and then at the screen below. After whispering to each other for a moment, they both became dejected.
Moore squeezed through the crowd and walked to Shi Lan's feet. Facing everyone's gaze, his face turned red again. After a long pause, he finally said, "I can testify that this medal is rightfully Miss Shi's, there is no mistake."
Someone in the crowd scoffed, "A nobody dares to come out and pretend to be a hero."
Moore's face turned even redder, but he still stood there stubbornly, motionless.
Shi Lan smiled lightly, her gaze sweeping over the man like lightning, and said calmly, "Sir, if you think he is wrong and that my medal is undeserved, then we can have a contest. If I lose, I will give you this medal as a prize."
The crowd immediately moved aside, and a man with a square face, flat nose, and burly build was separated from the group.
The man looked Shi Lan up and down, scrutinizing her slender figure. He grinned and said maliciously, "Forget it. You're an omega. If I lay a finger on you, the Alliance Court will summon me immediately. I don't want to cause trouble."
Shi Lan glanced at him dismissively. "You don't dare? You're afraid?"
The man immediately raised his eyebrows. "You think I'm afraid of you?"
Shi Lan smiled and said, "That's good. I know about the Alliance's law. If A maliciously assaults or injures O, they will be imprisoned, and in serious cases, they can be imprisoned for life." She then turned to Wenk, who was not far away, and asked, "Cousin, am I right?"
Wenk coughed awkwardly and nodded.
Shi Lan said, "How about this, you and I sign a duel agreement, and I can guarantee that if I am injured in the battle, I will not hold you responsible for anything. If you win, this thing is yours."
She held up the medal and waved it again, which made the man's eyes gleam.
After Shi Lan had Wenke express his opinion again, proving that it was indeed possible, the man finally gritted his teeth and agreed.
The butler brought paper and pen, and Shi Lan wrote the agreement in one stroke. She then had it reviewed by Wen Ke, an official holding an important position in the Ministry of Political and Legal Affairs. After confirming that there were no problems, she handed it to the man for signature.
With the agreement reached, Shi Lan nodded and went upstairs to change her clothes, while the man was taken by the butler to another room to change into more suitable attire for the fight.
Wenk touched his nose and followed them upstairs. The servants, who were ordered to clean the fighting room, also left one after another.
No one connected to the Shi family was present, and the people in the hall began to whisper among themselves.
Those who discovered Shi Lan's deeds all had serious expressions, and you couldn't tell anything from their faces alone. However, most of the less observant people were discussing it, and some even speculated with sarcasm how many blows Shi Lan could take from Sak.
At this moment, they all selectively forgot that Shi Lan was not alone; behind her stood three fierce and strong men.
Women usually focus on themselves, and military affairs and current events are too boring for them to care about or pay attention to. However, when they heard them say that they beat Shi Lan, this soft girl, into a pig-like state, they couldn't help but feel angry.
Just for that lousy sign, which prevented them from eating or drinking, they beat up Shi Lan, such a kind and lovely girl, until she was unrecognizable.
Sparks were igniting in the women's hearts, and their gazes toward the men carried a hint of hostility. But the men were oblivious, continuing their heated discussion, ignoring the silent women.
Upstairs in her room, Shi Lan changed into some comfortable clothes. Wen Ke stood outside, leaning his head against the door, and whispered, "Cousin, you've really messed up this time."
Shi Lan, fastening her belt, said without looking up, "Is this what you call big?"
She bent down and tightened her shoelaces again and again. "If I wasn't afraid that my father would take his anger out on you, I would have revealed that he forced me to marry someone else."
Wenk's face turned pale, and he quickly said, "No, please, my uncle will beat me to death if that happens."
Shi Lan gathered her hair up and tied it tightly, then turned her head and said, "So, I'm going to take a more direct approach and show these guys that O can also knock these self-important A's to the ground."
Wenk gave a wry smile and shook his head, saying, "You'll have no friends if you keep going like this."
Shi Lan snorted and said, "I don't have any friends now. All I have are vicious dogs with their tongues hanging out and their eyes drooling. I hate them so much."
Wenk quickly turned around and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the corridor was empty.
“Fine, things have come to this, so do whatever you want,” Wenk shrugged and turned to leave.
Shi Lan quickly opened the door and stopped him, saying, "Help me connect to my older brother's personal computer, I need to talk to him."
Wenk glanced at her mockingly, "What? Afraid of losing? Shi Jun is currently stationed in an outer star system. Even if he uses the fastest starship, he won't be able to get there in time to help you with the competition. You might as well ask me for help; that would be more reliable."
Shi Lan rolled her eyes. "I'll lose?"
She straightened her clothes and said, "I'm afraid my old man will find out and turn against his own family for the greater good."
Wenk chuckled twice, turned on his personal terminal, but there was only darkness on the other end and no response for a long time.
Shi Lan frowned and waited for a moment before saying, "Fine, I'll leave this to you. Just tell him that I told him to send someone to pick me up as soon as possible, otherwise he'll never see such a beautiful and lovely little sister again."
Wenk pursed his lips, trying his best to suppress his smile.
Shi Lan glared at him, and only after seeing him nod did she feel relieved enough to go downstairs.
In the fighting room, Sack stood calmly in the center. He had chosen a comfortable and soft close-fitting outfit, which accentuated his strong and powerful muscles and his tall and powerful physique.
In contrast, Shi Lan, dressed in a military uniform, her wide waist tightly cinched with a belt, and her wide trousers tucked into boots, made her appear exceptionally petite and frail, as if she were shrouded in the uniform. (To be continued.)
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