Searching for someone in northern Myanmar, and you call that earning tuition fees?

Seeing the sudden brightness in Su Ming's eyes, Li Changfeng felt a huge weight lifted from his heart.

He knew that there was nothing in this world that a set of CET-6 practice exams couldn't solve. If there was, then he'd just kidnap the exam-setting team.

"The practice exam, guaranteed authentic?" Su Ming leaned forward, his voice tinged with nervousness. He was even more serious than when facing an entire mercenary group.

"The Xishan Command Center guarantees its credibility; a promise is a promise." Li Changfeng patted his chest and assured them, "We know exactly which building the head of the question-setting team lives in."

Su Ming nodded in satisfaction and reached out to take the folder that Li Changfeng handed him.

The cover of the document prominently displays a line of bold text: Mandatory Contract for Social Practice Activities of the Security Department of Jiangnan University.

Su Ming turned to the first page, his gaze sweeping over the terms and conditions before finally settling on a line of text.

Guardian: Li Changfeng.

He raised his head and looked calmly at Li Changfeng.

"Advisor Li, I'm nineteen. Isn't it a bit late to find me a father figure now?"

"Ahem!"

Li Changfeng nearly dropped the teacup he had just picked up. He took a big gulp of water, choked, and coughed violently, his face turning bright red.

"For... cough, for ease of movement," Li Changfeng put down his cup, his voice hoarse from coughing, and explained, "Some checkpoints in the high-altitude areas are strictly enforced, and students traveling alone are easily questioned. Having an elder accompany me makes things easier."

"Who is the elder?" Su Ming asked.

Li Changfeng was speechless for a moment when he heard those three words. He felt as if he were facing not a student, but an old discipline inspection commission member interrogating a criminal.

"Stop fooling around." Li Changfeng cleared his throat, regaining his seriousness. "Xishan's meaning is very clear. For this operation, you must participate in 'social practice' as a current university student. And I am the 'team leader' sent by the university's security department, responsible for your safety throughout the entire process."

Su Ming glanced at the contract again. His gaze lingered on Li Changfeng's weathered face for two seconds.

"Consultant Li, at your age, don't you need to carry an oxygen tank with you when you go to the plateau?"

"I'm perfectly healthy!" Li Changfeng's voice suddenly rose, veins bulging on his forehead, as he shouted, "Stop jinxing me, you brat!"

"You know my individual combat capabilities," Su Ming suddenly said.

Li Changfeng fell silent.

Of course he knew. This kid could turn a warlord against his cause in Africa with three packets of spicy snacks, and cripple a gunboat with a bag of iron ore powder. His combat capabilities far exceeded the comprehension of ordinary soldiers.

"As for your individual combat capabilities... I know a little about them," Su Ming added.

Li Changfeng's face twitched violently.

Damn it, this kid is indirectly calling himself old and a burden! Back in his special forces days, his codename was "Mad Wolf," and he was a tough guy who could chase an entire platoon of enemies through the jungle all by himself!

"Therefore, this social practice activity should be led by a younger counselor who is more adaptable to high altitudes." Su Ming closed the folder and pushed it back to Li Changfeng.

He looked up at Li Changfeng, his tone calm, yet every word was piercing.

"Instead of someone like you, a 'veteran cadre.' I'm afraid I'll have to be extra careful, worrying about whether your nitroglycerin pills will last until the mission is over."

Li Changfeng took a deep breath, feeling a pain in his lungs. He knew that after all this buildup, the kid was finally going to start "settling accounts."

He stared at Su Ming and squeezed out a few words through gritted teeth.

"Just tell me, what are your conditions?"

Li Changfeng felt his blood pressure monitor starting to emit alarms that were off the charts.

Su Ming gave a standard professional smile: "It's simple, Consultant Li. Since you're the 'guardian,' you have to fulfill your guardianship responsibilities. Let's do the math: compensation for emotional distress, high-altitude allowance, lost wages for preparing for the CET-6 exam... you have to accept these."

Upon hearing this, Li Changfeng nearly fainted.