The gentle, sickly beauty is a cold and aloof general.

It's not necessarily a bad thing to keep watching like this; you won't get bored anyway.

Just as he was engrossed in reading, Atal's personal computer beeped.

Startled, Atal immediately put his personal computer into silent mode. He glanced at Jun Ming and, seeing that the sudden noise hadn't disturbed him, breathed a sigh of relief.

Only then did they begin to process the messages received by the quantum computer.

It was a message from Adjutant Taylor.

"General, how is it?"

"Did your lord sign the consent form?"

"The legion commander is also very concerned about this matter, and he has been urging me to ask you how things are going."

Atal then remembered that he had been so excited when he saw Junming sign the document that he had forgotten to upload the application to the Legion Affairs Application Office.

Atal took the carefully preserved application form out of his pocket, scanned it, and submitted the application.

Because the male insect had signed the application, it was approved very quickly.

After the Legion Affairs Office approved Atal's application for reinstatement, it automatically reminded Atal to be at work on time the next day.

Although as a general, no one would actually check whether Atal had skipped work, almost all the female soldiers in the legion knew that Atal was newly married, so Atal had to show up in the legion tomorrow.

This is the only way to appease the restless female soldiers in the legion.

Atal only replied to Taylor after receiving the message from the Legion Affairs Application Office.

"The commander has signed the document, and he can return to his post at the military headquarters tomorrow."

For reasons unknown, Atal even took a picture of Taylor, a picture of the application form with the male insect's signature.

"Very good!"

Taylor was very happy to see Atal's reply.

"I told you, General, you would definitely stay in the military."

After the initial surprise came deep worry.

"But... General, the male insect didn't do anything to you these past three days, did it?"

Taylor probed with his words.

They feared that Atal had only managed to obtain the consent form from the military after suffering some kind of abuse at the hands of the male insects.

Although he was his most capable subordinate, Atar still could not tolerate any misunderstanding he might have about male insects.

"no."

"My lord treats me very well."

Atal replied very decisively.

But Taylor clearly didn't believe much.

After leaving Junming's house in the morning, Wabulo, the vice president of the Xiongbao Association, made public Atar's behavior assessment form.

Although many aspects were not up to standard, the male insect's comments stated that he needed to train it himself.

Most male insects use very cruel methods.

Moreover, with so many eyes watching Atar, many of the female soldiers who had gone to Junming's house with Wabuluo came to inquire about the details after they returned.

Those female soldiers were just ordinary female insects with no family background. They dared not offend the family power behind the insects who came to investigate, so they could only repeat what they had seen.

Before long, news of Junming's preference for unconventional ways of playing spread throughout high society.

After a few hours of fermentation, Taylor also heard some rumors.

Seeing Atal casually say that his lord treats him well, people just assume that Atal is putting on a brave face.

"The general I know."

"All male insects are like this; each has its own preferences."

"It would be the best outcome if you could return to work at the military headquarters."

"You must be careful in your daily actions and never offend your mighty lord."

"After all... if you, my lord, are not careful with your hobbies, things could really go wrong."

Atal was completely baffled by Taylor's message.

Junming only said that the excuse for sending away the vice president of the Xiongbao Association, Wabuluo, was that he had been completely marked by Junming, but Junming never mentioned any other special hobbies he had mentioned.

Such a private matter was naturally not something Atal could ask Taylor directly; he could only inquire with Junming.

Frowning, Atal sent a message back to Taylor.

"It's alright, the master is really good to me, nothing will happen."

After replying to the message, Atal put down the personal terminal.

Then he continued to stare blankly at Jun Ming's actions.

Although she was very curious about Junming's "special hobby" as Taylor mentioned, she wouldn't let such a trivial matter bother Junming.

So Atal waited quietly on the sidelines.

Realizing that a considerable amount of time had passed, Jun Ming concentrated intently, manipulating his mental energy without daring to relax for even a moment.

Atal thought for a moment and prepared to go downstairs to prepare some food and drink for Jun Ming.

Noticing Atar's movement to get up, Jun Ming didn't say anything and remained engrossed in polishing the jade.

However, Jun Ming's spiritual power, which was wrapped around Atal, began to stir.

It crawled up the calves to the waist and abdomen.

Atal controlled his mental energy to soothe Jun Ming's mental energy, which was constantly rubbing against his waist.

He gently lifted his leg and left.

Jun Ming's spiritual power remained tightly entangled with Atar.

After going downstairs, Atal called Dundun and asked him to fetch some fruit from the glass room.

He carefully cut the food into bite-sized pieces, brought a fork, poured a cup of tea, and then carried the prepared items back to Junming's bedroom.

Atar took some time to make his round trip, but Jun Ming's movements didn't change much.

The only difference is that there are a few more finished petals on the table that have been polished and placed aside.

Jun Ming generously poured his spiritual power into each petal. With Atar around, restoring spiritual power was a simple matter.

It took Jun Ming a long time to polish enough petals that were infused with spiritual energy.

The next step is to thread them together through holes one by one.

I rubbed my slightly sore eyes, and just as I was about to continue working with renewed vigor, a cup of tea and a plate of cut fruit suddenly appeared beside me.

"My lord, let's rest for a bit before we continue."

After Atal finished speaking, he stood behind Jun Ming and reached out to massage Jun Ming's shoulders.

Jun Ming raised his hand to his shoulder, pulled Atar's hand over, and made Atar stand between his legs.

Then he picked up a fork, forked a piece of fruit, and held it to Atal's mouth.

"The first bite is for Atal."

Atal wanted to refuse, saying that it was specially prepared for Jun Ming, but before he could even speak, Jun Ming stuffed fruit into his mouth and blocked his mouth.

Seeing the fruit go into Atal's mouth, Jun Ming smiled and casually forked a piece for himself.

Atal felt a little embarrassed watching Jun Ming so naturally use the fork he had used to fork fruit.

"My lord... I've already used that fork."

Jun Ming smiled nonchalantly. "Is that so?"

"No wonder the fruit Atal brought today was exceptionally sweet."

"So it was because of the fork."