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After inspecting the ice rift, the hatch at the bottom of the mech opened, and the owner of the ice rift stepped out.

Chu Zhao looked closely and sure enough, Ling Suyu was followed by a little tail.

Ludwig, ever the easygoing one, casually remarked, "No air conditioning? Look how red your faces are from the heat."

The other three: "..."

"Idiot." Chu Zhao, unable to bear it any longer, tugged at Ludwig's sleeve. "Let's go."

Ludwig, looking completely bewildered, was pulled toward the training pod door: "Why are you suddenly calling me an idiot! What does the word 'idiot' have to do with me? I'm so smart, quick-witted, skillful, and clever..."

"Okay, okay, fine, that's right."

The sound faded into the distance.

Wen Shumu couldn't help but laugh out loud. His face was still flushed, but Ludwig's interruption made him less shy than before.

"Brother, you can continue training. I won't bother you anymore." If he stays here, Ling Suyu probably won't be able to get anything done.

Ling Suyu said, "I'll take you back."

If Chu Zhao heard this, he would definitely complain that the marshal was clingy, having to escort him even though it was only a few steps.

Wen Shumu smiled and agreed, then walked out with him.

Before he had taken more than a few steps, two fingers tentatively touched the back of his hand. Wen Shumu looked down and a dark light flashed in his eyes.

He deliberately didn't move, wanting to see what his brother would do.

Seemingly taking his reaction as tacit approval, the next second, her fingers stopped probing and gently slipped through Wen Shumu's fingers.

Wen Shumu paused for a moment, his steps faltering slightly.

They had held hands many times, but never like this, with their hands pressed together and their fingers intertwined.

Inseparable.

He looked up at Ling Suyu, and the Alpha was also looking at him, his eyes filled with a gentle, lake-like tenderness.

The training pod door opened again, and the guards immediately straightened up.

Last time, it was two mecha manufacturing experts who opened the door, so this time it must be the marshal and his wife.

They approached the task with boundless enthusiasm, saluting the marshal the moment he emerged.

Under the watchful eyes of the guards, the marshal raised his right hand to return the salute, while his left hand remained hanging at his side... tightly holding his wife's hand.

By nightfall, the starship's guards all knew that the Marshal had taken his wife to the training cabin and left hand in hand.

The next day, when the news reached Yi Hao's ears, it had evolved into "the marshal holds his wife's hand wherever he goes, and his wife accompanies him during training."

Yi Hao elegantly held his teacup and said slowly, "It's just holding hands, isn't it? They already held hands when they boarded the starship at the Philemir spaceport."

Even as he said that, his smile was exceptionally bright.

Loren cleared his throat, knowing what the emperor wanted to hear, and he cooperated, saying, "Your Majesty, the focus is on training. Marshal Ling never lets anyone get close to him during training, but he brought his wife to the training pod. I guess he'll have to go into the Ice Rift with her. Doesn't that show that the Marshal trusts his wife a lot?"

Yi Hao let out a snort of laughter, which then grew more and more hearty.

After laughing, he seemed to have thought of something, and his expression suddenly turned serious. Loren quickly followed suit, stopping his laughter and tightening his facial features.

The hall fell silent.

"Shumu is currently riding high, but the Wen family hasn't reacted at all. They're unusually quiet. Although it could be explained that Wen Bin doesn't care about this son..." Yi Hao rested his chin on his hand, pondered for a moment, and said, "Call Dai Na over."

"Yes."

Loren respectfully withdrew and stood guard outside the door.

Not long after, a man dressed in imperial official robes strode over. He was about the same age as Loren, with mottled silver strands in his black hair, faint "川" lines on his eyebrows, and a sinister look in his eyes. Although his clothes were clean and tidy, his every move seemed to carry a hint of bloodlust.

People in the corridor all lowered their heads, not daring to meet Dana's gaze.

This Minister of the Imperial Intelligence Department was known for his ruthlessness and decisiveness, and countless officials and nobles had fallen into his hands.

Of course, they were not wronged; those people were indeed guilty and posed a great threat to the future of the empire.

Although Dana was ruthless, he was loyal to the emperor and his actions in front of His Majesty were flawless. Even though many people secretly hated him, they could not do anything about him for the time being.

He was the emperor's eyes and ears; no one knew exactly how much information he possessed.

Loren watched Dana enter the room and sighed silently.

The chaotic scene of the last time the noble families were driven out of the Imperial Star is still fresh in my mind.

Is the weather about to change again?

*

After two days of sailing, the starship arrived at Narentis on time on the afternoon of May 14.

Like Philemir, the governor of Narentis was waiting at the spaceport early to welcome the distinguished marshal from the empire, and a special person was even sent to deliver flowers to his wife.

Wen Shumu held flowers and a delicate mecha model in his hand, a special gift prepared for him by the governor.

He didn't just focus on the marshal and his wife while ignoring the other guests.

With cameras pointed at him, the governor was exceptionally enthusiastic, and each guest received a gift.

For safety reasons, Heck had already arranged for a large passenger aircraft to take everyone to the hotel.

Wen Shumu has been suffering from insomnia every night for the past two days. The room is empty, and he can't sleep soundly.

He couldn't help but sigh, people are really prone to greed. He had been sleeping alone for so many years, but after sleeping with Ling Suyu for only a few days, he suddenly felt uncomfortable being apart again.

Once on board the aircraft and with his seatbelt fastened, Wen Shumu intended to take a nap, but as soon as he left the airport, he was so shocked by the steel city before him that he was wide awake.

Perhaps it was because I had spent several days on Fumeng Star and gotten used to the lush green forest scenery, but now that I had suddenly switched to a technologically advanced industrial star, it was quite a refreshing experience.

Everywhere you look, there are towering, metallic buildings, hundreds of meters high, standing like an endless mountain range throughout the city. Various mechs constantly fly through the air between these skyscrapers.

Jiang Hong exclaimed, "Although I am a member of the Federation, this is my first time in Narentis. There are mechs everywhere."

Wen Wei was also stunned. The empire prohibited ordinary people from owning mechs, and even generals who owned mechs were not allowed to drive them in public without permission.

He looked out the window and said, "I looked it up yesterday, and I heard that if you just grab anyone off the street here, they'll either know how to pilot a mecha or repair one."

Wen Shumu asked, "Won't it be unsafe if these mechs fly around freely?"

Yesterday, when Liebing tested the weapon, he directly experienced the power of the mecha, and that was just the tip of the iceberg.

Upon hearing this, Ling Suyu raised his hand and pointed in a direction where there was a mecha hovering in the air.

"Take a closer look, how is it different from the Ice Rift?" He gestured for Wen Shumu to look at the mecha.

Wen Shumu glanced at him up and down several times, his tone tinged with uncertainty: "He seems to have shrunk a bit?"

Ling Suyu said gently, "Yes, this type of mecha is small in size and is a standard civilian mecha. Narentis is one of the few planets that allows mecha to travel, but only civilian mecha and racing-class mecha that are not equipped with any weapons are permitted."

He also told Wen Shumu that police aircraft would patrol regularly to monitor the mechs' flight.

The Jiang brothers sat to the side and behind the marshal couple who were having an intimate conversation. For the first time ever, Jiang Xun didn't wear headphones and instead stared at their backs.

Jiang Hong asked curiously, "Brother, what are you looking at?"

Jiang Xun said, "Watching a dormant volcano gradually awaken, watching the biting wind practice gentleness."

Jiang Hong: "..."

His brother's love radar has gone off again; he's inspired again, and he starts reciting poetry whenever he sees something beautiful about love.