On the train from Kyoto to City T, Ouyang Xin regretted more than once that he shouldn't have listened to General Zhou and come to the Northern Military Region to "fill in" for Wen Ziqing. A few years ago, Ouyang Xin had only just returned home, and General Zhou had nearly been assassinated. If anything happened to General Zhou this time, Ouyang Xin felt he would be too ashamed to live in this world.
Wen Ziqing was also proud of Zhou Yuanyuan's speed. Not to mention trains, even airplanes were no match for his little girl! As long as Zhou Yuanyuan was willing, the world seemed within reach. The entire length of China, from south to north, was over 3,000 kilometers, and Zhou Yuanyuan and Wen Ziqing had covered it in just a minute. This was his little girl, a formidable cultivator.
Of course! Fortunately, the person Zhou Yuanyuan was traveling with was Wen Ziqing. If it were an ordinary person, they would not be able to withstand the knife-like tearing in the air caused by Zhou Yuanyuan's "Shrinking the Earth into an Inch" spell because of the high speed.
"Uncle Ouyang, thank you for your hard work!" Zhou Yuanyuan felt a little embarrassed. She had made Ouyang Xin travel all the way from Kyoto, and now she was asking him to go back without doing anything. It seemed like she was trying to trick him.
Fortunately, Ouyang Xin wasn't a stingy person. Seeing Wen Ziqing, his eyes lit up with joy. Ouyang Xin was genuinely happy. He was only willing to help him on this trip north because Wen Ziqing had helped him train his men years ago. Otherwise, he wouldn't have left General Zhou's side even a step.
"It's not hard, not hard at all. I've been waiting for you to come! Is the general okay?" Ouyang Xin was so happy to see Wen Ziqing that his smile almost dazzled passers-by.
"Great-grandfather is fine." Zhou Yuanyuan smiled. It had only been a day! Ouyang Xin was already worried about General Zhou. However, Zhou Yuanyuan didn't say this to comfort Ouyang Xin. Just after leaving the secret realm, Zhou Yuanyuan had the Chaos Pearl contact the Qiankun Mirror. The Qiankun Mirror replied: Everything is fine at home.
"Uncle Ouyang, thank you!" Wen Ziqing and Ouyang Xin hugged and bumped fists. Wen Ziqing was truly grateful to Ouyang Xin. The initial phase of Wen Ziqing's mission, setting up the training process, was the most arduous and the least likely to yield results. It could be said that Ouyang Xin's short-term role was solely to pave the way for Wen Ziqing's future work.
"Okay, let's not talk about this. Do you want me to accompany you to the military district to explain the situation? I'll go back to Kyoto after I'm done." Ouyang Xin was a decisive person. After exchanging a few pleasantries with Wen Ziqing, he immediately got to the point.
"Uncle Ouyang, no need. I can go by myself. If you're worried about the general, go back right away!" Wen Ziqing politely declined Ouyang Xin's offer to accompany him. They had already reached the end of the field, and he was full of energy and energy. There was no point wasting Ouyang Xin's time.
"Okay, then I won't be polite. I'll be back on the next bus." Ouyang Xin nodded at Zhou Yuanyuan and Wen Ziqing, then ran directly to the ticket window and bought a return train ticket.
Northern Military Region.
Commander Zhu Zhenhua was sitting lazily behind his desk.
Zhu Zhenhua's back was leaning against the chair, his feet were propped up on the desk, and his eyes were closed, as if he was half asleep.
Everyone who is familiar with Zhu Zhenhua knows that whenever Zhu Zhenhua shows this expression, he must be unhappy.
Zhu Zhenhua is fifty years old and has been the commander of the Northern Military Region for almost five years. He wasn't born into a wealthy family; he'd fought his way to this position through his own strength.
Years ago, Zhu Zhenhua was tasked with establishing a new special sniping regiment in the Northern Military Region. Soldiers for the new regiment were drawn from various military regions. The regiment's training grounds were to be entirely natural, with several designated areas designated for Zhu Zhenhua to requisition from local authorities.
What exactly was this new group doing? Why was so much effort going into preparations before it was even established? Zhu Zhenhua was both excited and curious. He was excited because the new group was right under his nose. Even if he couldn't learn any new skills, at least he could gain some experience. He was curious because, despite being told to fully cooperate with the new group's leader in training, what exactly would the training entail? What was the intended outcome? Nothing was revealed to Zhu Zhenhua.
After Zhu Zhenhua's excitement, he carefully checked the list of soldiers making up the new regiment.
Wow! Zhu Zhenhua's eyes lit up as he saw the familiar names. Each name on the list represented an elite soldier. Some were the best in the military competitions, and some had even won first-class merit awards.
Zhu Zhenhua became even more curious. What kind of training required so many elite fighters?
When Zhu Zhenhua learned the name of the new regiment's leader, he was deeply disappointed. Wen Ziqing? A young man who hadn't even graduated from military academy, only in his early twenties, how could he possibly train this group of the strongest of the strong? Or... was this Wen Ziqing so powerful that he could suppress this group of the strongest of the strongest?
Zhu Zhenhua shook his head. He himself had worked his way up from the bottom, and when he first started to make his mark, he was already in his early thirties. Wen Ziqing was just a student who hadn't even graduated from military school. Even if he was very capable, how much could he really achieve?
Zhu Zhenhua thought for a long time before attributing the cause to Wen Ziqing's surname. After all, in Jingcheng, the Wen family was a prestigious name. Wasn't Wen Yulong, who had previously served as his deputy commander, also surnamed Wen?
Thinking of Wen Yulong, Zhu Zhenhua couldn't help but curl his lips. Back when Wen Yulong was in the Southeast Military Region, Zhu Zhenhua had heard of him, saying he was a rare "talented general." So what happened? Wen Yulong had been under his command for two years, and Zhu Zhenhua hadn't seen any of that talent. All he saw was Wen Yulong's occasional bouts of idiocy. It was obvious that the honor of being a "talented general" was simply a gimmick bestowed upon Wen Yulong by someone with ulterior motives, simply to flatter him.
Wen Ziqing... must have relied on his family's honor to become the regimental commander, right? Do these dandies really think being in the military is fun? Will this new regiment he leads, affiliated with the Northern Military Region, become a laughingstock throughout China?
The thought of this possibility filled Zhu Zhenhua's heart with an indescribable disgust for Wen Ziqing. He hated those dandy boys who joined the army to gain merit the most. He would punish them if he could find one. As a result, there was really not a single dandy boy who came to Zhu Zhenhua's command to make a living.
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