Chapter 111 Comparison is the thief of joy

Luo Feng was engrossed in a conversation with Xu Xin and was completely unaware of Jiang Lan's arrival.

After only a glance, Jiang Lan shifted her gaze to the doorway.

"Hello, welcome to HR Alliance Mall."

Just as Jiang Lan looked toward the door, three figures walked in through the revolving door.

It was Zhuge Tao, Wu Tong, and Yang Wei, who had previously served as the instructor for junior trainees in Yi'an District.

As soon as the three entered the mall, they looked around.

"Where is the inspector? Manager Zhuge, could you give him a call and ask?"

Zhuge Tao took out his phone, thought for a moment, then put it back in his pocket and said:

"Perhaps the inspector hasn't arrived yet. Let's go to the bar and wait for him."

Jiang Lan twitched the corner of her mouth, raised her hand, and called out:

"I'm here."

Upon hearing this, the three immediately looked in the direction from which Jiang Lan's voice came and found Jiang Lan sitting in the sofa booth.

A hint of joy appeared on Zhuge Tao's face.

"Brother Lan!"

After saying this, he quickly led the other two to their seats in front of Jiang Lan's booth.

"You're here." Jiang Lan said with a smile. "Have a seat for a while, what would you like to drink?"

It's only 7:30 PM now, half an hour before the time we agreed upon.

Besides, even if we go up now, the restaurant hasn't prepared the food yet, so we might as well sit downstairs.

Upon hearing Jiang Lan's words, Zhuge Tao's expression remained relatively normal, while Wu Tong and Yang Wei, standing behind him, displayed somewhat restrained expressions.

The reason is simple: Jiang Lan's current identity is that of an inspector at the Limit Martial Arts Academy.

In terms of position, Jiang Lan was the superior of their superior's ...

Even disregarding his position, he is now a planetary-level powerhouse, while Wu Tong and Yang Wei are a mid-level and a high-level warrior, respectively.

Given the difference in their status and strength, they couldn't possibly remain as composed as before when facing Jiang Lan.

In other words, Zhuge Tao and Jiang Lan have a close relationship, which is why he is still able to maintain his composure and not lose his composure.

Just then, seeing Zhuge Tao and the others enter the bar, the waiter who had taken Jiang Lan's order earlier also came to their side.

Zhuge Tao smiled, sat down next to Jiang Lan, and said to the approaching waiter:

"A cup of Longjing tea."

The waiter nodded upon hearing this, looked at Wu Tong and his companion, and waited for them to order.

Wu Tong swallowed hard, then sat down next to Zhuge Tao.

Me too.

Yang Wei's expression and actions were exactly the same as Wu Tong's: "I just want a glass of water."

"Yes, sir."

After noting down the requests of the group, the waiter turned and left.

Jiang Lan noticed the tension in Wu Tong and the other man's eyes and smiled reassuringly:

"It's okay, don't be nervous. Just pretend I'm still the same person I was when I first joined the martial arts school."

Wu Tong swallowed again.

That's easy to say. The past is the past, and the present is the present.

If he really treats the past as the present, wouldn't he be a fool?

Sensing the slightly awkward atmosphere, Zhuge Tao smiled and said:

"Haha, Brother Lan, what good news did you call us here today?"

Jiang Lan made no attempt to hide anything and readily replied:

"I wouldn't have gotten this far without your help, so I got some plant spirits from the curator and thought I'd share them with everyone."

The spirit of plants and trees!

Wu Tong and Yang Wei didn't really understand yet; their social class was too far removed from what the Spirit of Plants was.

At most, I've only heard some rumors, but most of those rumors are just hearsay.

Zhuge Tao was different.

Although his strength wasn't particularly high, he hadn't reached the level of a war god.

But he has an older brother!

Zhuge Shan is a genuine war god-level expert; he knows almost all the secrets of the world.

If Zhuge Shan knew, how could his younger brother Zhuge Tao not know?

The spirits of plants and trees are just a broad category; the specific treasures within them are diverse, and their effects vary.

Some can improve physical fitness, some can make people younger, and some are powerful plant spirits that can even regenerate severed limbs!

Of course, these plant spirits will definitely help improve a martial artist's strength, but the extent of improvement varies from plant spirit to plant spirit.

I wonder what Jiang Lan brought this time.

Thinking of this, a hint of anticipation flickered in Zhuge Tao's eyes.

Whatever it is, it came from the master of the museum, so it must be pretty good.

After thinking for a moment, Zhuge Tao still spoke up:

"Um... Brother Lan, isn't this a bit too much of a waste?"

Although they had all helped Jiang Lan when he first became a martial artist.

But that kind of help was simply within their job responsibilities.

This reward from the spirits of plants seems far too precious, no matter how you look at it.

"It's not expensive at all," Jiang Lan said with a smile. "It's just a small token of my appreciation."

Although Zhuge Tao felt these things were valuable, to Jiang Lan, they were just a drop in the ocean.

It's like asking a beggar to hand over a million dollars; that's like asking him to die.

But for a billionaire, this amount of money is nothing.

And what about Jiang Lan?

Let alone billionaires, even if you put ten thousand billionaires together, they still wouldn't be comparable to him.

"Master Wu Tong?"

Suddenly, a somewhat familiar voice rang in Jiang Lan's ears.

Wu Tong naturally heard it too, and quickly shifted his gaze to the direction from which the voices came.

A young man in combat uniform stood not far away, curiously observing the scene.

This person was Luo Feng, who had just been chatting with Xu Xin.

"Fengzi? What are you doing here?"

It was already October 5th, and Luo Feng had long since passed the martial arts combat assessment and joined the Fire Hammer Squad.

Now, he has already returned from his training in the wilderness.

Luo Feng chuckled in response.

"Haha... It's nothing, just came over for a stroll..." he said, looking at the other people sitting with Wu Tong.

"Instructor Yang, Director Zhuge... Jiang Lan... oh no, Inspector Jiang!"

As he said this, a complex look flashed deep in Luo Feng's eyes.

It's true what they say, comparisons are odious.

They were classmates in the same school before, and now, just a few months after graduating from high school, Jiang Lan has become a high-ranking inspector, a being beyond the level of a war god.

And what about him?

Although he successfully passed the martial artist assessment and became a martial artist, and even awakened the ability of a mentalist, he was considered a genius among people of the same age.

But comparison is always the worst thing.

Compared to Jiang Lan, an inspector, he, a mere general, was far inferior.

(End of this chapter)

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