This incident has probably already gotten out, especially since it happened while Ji Muhan was leading troops in training. With so many eyes watching, it's impossible to suppress it; the higher-ups will definitely find out…
"When did you transfer back?" Ji Muhan glanced at the man who had entered the room and sat down on the sofa without any politeness, her tone natural and practiced.
Allen raised an eyebrow with a nonchalant air, teasing Ji Muhan as always, "You've been back for several days now. I was just worried you'd be too lonely in the army. After all, without an opponent as good as me, wouldn't it be too lonely for you to stand at the top all the time?"
He was already immune to Ji Muhan's icy temperament, and said that even if Ji Muhan was a little colder, he wouldn't be afraid!
Ji Muhan responded to his words with a nonchalant tone, lazily raising her eyes and replying, "Even if you were here, I wouldn't feel any pressure."
Unmoved by Allen's teasing, he remained calm and composed, his unwavering posture like that of a god looking down upon all living beings!
Allen's lips twitched; he really had no sense of humor.
He just wants to ruin the atmosphere. He knows he can't beat him, yet he still mercilessly attacks him. He's so arrogant and disdainful of everyone.
However, he had to admit that Ji Muhan did indeed have the ability to do so. Back then, the two of them entered the Army Command Academy together and graduated in the same year. Ji Muhan was first in every year, while he was always overshadowed by him, becoming the perennial runner-up...
Allen, adopting a condescending tone, earnestly advised, "Mu Han, shouldn't you change your temper? We graduated in the same year, and look at me, I'm almost getting married, while you've been single for years. Shouldn't you reflect on your own problems?"
They joined the army in the same year, graduated in the same year, and entered military academy in the same year. They have been old friends for seven or eight years. Allen doesn't know Ji Muhan's personality perfectly, but he can at least understand five or six parts of it.
He was extremely cold-hearted. Over the years, at least five or six hundred girls had pursued him, if not a thousand or eight hundred. But he remained unmoved and didn't take a liking to any of them, just like a monk who had seen through the vanities of the world and entered a monastery...
Oh, all that's missing is shaving his head!
Ji Muhan's gaze was cold and indifferent as she retorted without any mercy, "Just mind your own business. Don't meddle in things that aren't your concern." Why is he being so nosy and meddling in other people's affairs? If he wanted to get married, he would have done it hundreds of years ago. Why wait until now?
Allen was completely unfazed by his cold words, and even spoke with righteous indignation, "I'm only speaking from the perspective of a friend and comrade-in-arms, concerned about your mental and physical health. You know I even minored in psychology in college. I think the reason you have such a bad temper... well, aloofness, is because you don't have someone who understands and cares for you. So, what you lack most right now is a confidante." Under Ji Muhan's icy gaze, Allen cowardly swallowed back his angry words, subtly refining his choice of words...
Ji Muhan looked coldly at Allen, who still wanted to keep talking, and sneered, "If you're short of women, that's easy to solve. Tonight I'll throw you into someone else's bed and let you experience what it's like to have a confidante who understands your heart, your feelings, and your emotions. How does that sound?"
What does this blatant threat mean?
Ji Muhan, do you dare to be any more arrogant?
Allen's temples throbbed, but no matter how dissatisfied he was, he didn't dare to contradict Ji Muhan in front of her.
Because he knew that with Ji Muhan's personality, if she really lost her temper, she was absolutely capable of tying him up and throwing him onto another woman's bed.
Moreover, and most importantly... he can't beat Ji Muhan!
Allen, ever the flexible one, pinched his thigh, pretending to be on the verge of tears, and pleaded with a long, bitter face, "...Aren't you just hurting me? You know my wife is extremely jealous. If I really did that kind of thing, with her intolerant nature, she would definitely break up with me."
Moreover, there's a real possibility that in a fit of anger, he might castrate him...
Hiss! Just thinking about that incredibly bloody scene made Allen gasp involuntarily.
Given Yangyang's strong personality, doing something like this is in line with her style.
"Heh." Ji Muhan sneered, mercilessly adding another blow to his heart with her words, "What do I care about your life or death? That's your business anyway."
His tone was so ruthless it couldn't be more so, as if he wouldn't even lift an eyelid if Allen died right in front of him—he was far too calm and composed.
Upon hearing this, Allen, on the verge of tears, begged for forgiveness from Ji Muhan, whose expression remained cold and indifferent, "I was wrong, I was wrong, I take back what I said, okay?"
There's no way around it; his weaknesses have been on full display from the very beginning, unlike that freak Ji Muhan, who is cold to the core and whose weaknesses he still can't find. In fact, he's practically an impenetrable fortress without any weaknesses...
Ji Muhan didn't comment on his pleas for mercy and was too lazy to waste any more words with him.
Allen and Shen Shaolin are the same type of people: full of bad intentions and always wanting to waste his time. He doesn't want to waste his time on such meaningless things.
He calmly withdrew his gaze and moved to the dark red desk, where he leisurely and elegantly flipped through the documents. His slender fingers unconsciously caressed the white paper, while his left wrist rested on the edge of the desk.
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