Wait, why is this blond guy a lolicon?

The Great Xia, the vast Gobi Desert.

749 Bureau Headquarters, Deputy Minister's Office.

Wang Haoyu kicked the door open and led a group of fully armed soldiers inside.

Swish swish--!

The dark muzzle of the gun was raised, the bullet already chambered, just waiting for the user to pull the trigger.

Inside the office, an elderly man calmly sipped his tea and raised his eyelids.

"Haoyu, you're still so young, so full of vigor..."

"Teacher..." A hint of disappointment flashed in Wang Haoyu's eyes as he clenched his fists.

"Professor Gao, I'm really surprised, it's you..."

"Nothing unexpected."

Teacher Gao smiled, a smile exactly the same as when she taught them, full of kindness and wisdom.

But at this moment it seemed incredibly glaring.

"In life, sometimes you take the wrong first step and there's no going back. One wrong step leads to another... and you can't stop."

Wang Haoyu's Adam's apple bobbed violently. He suppressed his surging emotions, lowered his head, and weakly waved his hand.

"take away……"

Several members of the "Dragon Fang" team stepped forward, their faces also covered in frost, but their movements were inevitably a little stiff.

With a click, the cold, specially made shackles bound the hands that had once corrected documents and given directions to them.

My former mentor, a guiding light...

It turned out to be the weasel from the "Holy Cult," which had been lurking deepest within.

He betrayed the people and the country!

"Consider this my last lesson to you."

Teacher Gao did not struggle; she simply used her shackled hands to gently stroke the thermos cup bearing the inscription "Serve the People," her gaze lingering on the portrait on the cup, lost in thought.

"Remember our original aspiration and never forget our mission. The slightest slackening will become the enemy's fulcrum to pry open a gap... Remember this, remember this."

Wang Haoyu lowered his head. "Teacher, let's go..."

Teacher Gao took one last look at the still-shining Party emblem on his chest, and his straight back seemed to hunch over.

He seemed to age decades in an instant, and let out a long sigh:

"get out of class dismissed."

After the interrogation.

[The defendant, Gao Jianguo, was convicted of treason and sentenced to death; convicted of espionage and sentenced to death; and convicted of intentionally leaking state secrets and sentenced to ten years imprisonment.]

[Convicted of multiple crimes, the death penalty is to be carried out immediately, and all of his personal property will be confiscated.]

This judgment is final and shall be submitted to the President of the Supreme People's Court of the Great Xia Republic for signature and execution order in accordance with the law.

Justice will ultimately prevail, and the law will not be trampled upon!

boom--!

……

Guangfu Port.

Cruise ships and lifeboats were docked in the harbor, and a large number of reporters swarmed around them.

Hello, is it true that a horrific massacre occurred on a cruise ship?

How did the cruise ship survive the Atorri tsunami?

Are you satisfied with this cruise trip...?

Liu Yishan looked dazed and couldn't help but cry, "I...I want to go home, sob...I'm never going out to play again..."

Meanwhile, inside the hotel arranged by Bureau 749.

Jiang Ling and Song Ruyu stood facing each other, a step apart, neither of them speaking first.

A subtle, lingering sense of impending parting permeated the air.

Leaving the room and the hotel, she headed north to the capital, while he returned to Shilu.

From north to south.

This farewell is basically a final goodbye... barring any unforeseen circumstances.

"Let's exchange contact information so I can contact you in the future."

Unfortunately, Jiang Ling didn't leave quietly like the male protagonist in a melodramatic youth romance novel.

After thinking for a moment, Song Ruyu gave him her phone number.

"Phone? No LINE or Paper airplane?"

"Hehe, what do you need that for?"

"We video chat occasionally..." Jiang Ling said sincerely.

"We don't need that kind of thing. We're just ordinary colleagues!" Song Ruyu said coldly, looking at his face.

Yet, a strange emotion arose in my heart.

What's going on? How could I possibly miss him... It must be, it must be a side effect of that ring.

Song Ruyu guiltily turned her head away and waved her delicate white hand:

"I have to go. My flight is at 3 PM, so I only have an hour and a half left..."

pat.

Her hand was held by a warm and strong hand.

"I don't want to be just an ordinary colleague," Jiang Ling said, looking at her with an unprecedentedly serious expression.

"You have a girlfriend..."

"I, Jiang Ling, have a dream: to become a harem superstar!"

Jiang Ling's expression was serious, as if she were truly stating her lifelong dream.

Song Ruyu: ...

Ha...you guessed right.

This guy is a vulgar man whose mind is filled with nothing but women's bodies!

"I don't have a voluptuous figure, nor the skills to please men, so forget it," Song Ruyu shook her head, trying to pull her small hand away, but found that he was holding it rather tightly.

"Lolis are the best."

Jiang Ling stared at her and said, word by word, "I like girls with a figure like yours!"

If you genuinely like lolis but pretend to be one out of fear of societal judgment, wouldn't that be the greatest betrayal of your own life?

If you don't even dare to express your true preferences, how can you talk about realizing your dreams?

Ever since Li Meiyu kicked him out, he had made a vow—harem, pure love, and loli, the three in one, was the starry sea he would pursue for the rest of his life.

Even if the road ahead is full of thorns, we must forge ahead despite the bloodshed.

This is his "realization"—"to create a pure love harem full of beautiful little lolis!"

Come on, shout it out proudly and loudly.

Lolis are the best! Lolis are the best!

At this moment, Song Ruyu could feel the firmness in his tone, something that was clearly difficult to bear, yet inexplicably commanded respect.

"You...you're a real pervert," she finally concluded.

"What's wrong with a man being a pervert?" Jiang Ling sighed, then said firmly.

"I've told you everything that's on my mind. If you insist on leaving... I won't stop you. Perhaps our fate ends here..."

Jiang Ling considers himself a sincere person and would never do something like deceive a girl.

If you want to have a harem, you should be brave enough to say it!

Song Ruyu lowered her head and remained silent for a long time.

Just when Jiang Ling thought she would coldly refuse again, she suddenly raised her head and looked directly at him with her beautiful light pink eyes:

"If you try to evade the issue or give evasive answers, I will definitely refuse. Because I hate weaklings."

Only cowards need lies and cover-ups.

In a sense, Jiang Ling's undisguised frankness made her feel the qualities of a "strong person" once again.

Her state of mind seemed to have subtly relaxed and improved.

"I think I've developed...different feelings for you..." she said without hesitation.

She honestly expressed the strange feeling in her heart.

Jiang Ling felt a weight lifted from her heart; it seemed that the little white-haired boy's strategy had been basically successful.

He thought for a moment, then leaned close to her small earlobe, lowered his voice, and quickly muttered a few words.

"What?"

Song Ruyu's ears instantly flushed red, her beautiful eyes widened, and she abruptly turned her head to glare at him, her lower lip pressed white.

"You...you actually made up such nonsense as [something] being able to grant me hidden skills just for [someone]?"

"It's true, I swear, if it's not true I'll pay four thousand more."

Before she could refute him, he suddenly swept her up in his arms, lowered his head and kissed her slightly parted lips, stealing her first kiss in the truest sense.

With his other hand, he expertly reached for the sash of his Taoist robe.

"Ugh...!"

Song Ruyu pinched his waist hard, her breathing slightly erratic, her eyes glaring at him with a complex expression, before finally squeezing out a few words through gritted teeth:

"If it's fake... I'll definitely make you pay afterwards!"

The Taoist robe fell down...

The color in those usually cool and composed eyes slowly changed.

She gradually awakened...

To transform from a "strong woman" back into a "woman"...

【no……】

Half an hour later, the first "■■" sounded.

Jiang Ling chuckled softly...

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Three hours later.

Song Ruyu came out of the shower, her hair still damp. She walked up to Jiang Ling, her face cold, and gave him a light kick.

Jiang Ling asked in confusion, "Can't you use the concealment technique from your personal space?"

"no."

"That is...?"

"Because of you."

Song Ruyu turned her face away, her ear tips slightly red. "I missed my flight. I've rebooked for 10 a.m. tomorrow."

Jiang Ling nodded. "I'm also at 10 a.m. tomorrow, it's still early. In that case... I'll give you a month's worth of energy reserves all at once."

If Song Ruyu's fiancé, whom she had never met, had acquired some kind of Green Bull System, he would definitely see certain data skyrocketing...

The next day, at nine o'clock.

A simple farewell, without many lingering words.

The two parted ways at the security checkpoint and headed to different boarding gates, one heading north and the other east.

The plane soared into the sky, with the lights of thousands of homes below.

The sea and sky appeared exceptionally calm after the storm subsided.

However, some things, once started, can never be returned to their original state.

(Volume 1: The Wind Rises at Shilu - The End)