A lieutenant directly walked toward Mu Fan, feeling a slight sense of joy at the moment.

This important task fell on him.

"Captain Mu Fan."

Martin approached and saluted Mu Fan.

"May I have a word?"

Mu Fan looked up, barely smiling, and shook his head lightly.

This action made the major’s face a bit unsightly, but he dared not lose his temper.

It wasn’t anything else, just the Thunderhawk behind him.

The confidence this mecha brought to the conversation was enough.

"I don’t know what Captain Mu Fan means by this. I hope you can understand the normal request of the Military Department. After all, you are still a soldier of the Federation. Please believe, Mr. Mu Fan, that we will not pose any threat to your personal safety."

Mu Fan still shook his head, which left Captain Martin unsure of how to respond. However, the order from the Army Group constantly reminded him that this task must be executed and executed well.

"Mu... Captain..." Martin struggled to speak.

Facing a legal killer with such powerful backing made it almost impossible to enforce rules on specific individuals.

So Captain Martin decided to try once more. If unsuccessful, he would immediately turn and report back to Colonel Lair.

"What I mean is that you don’t have to be so conflicted," Mu Fan’s smile grew wider at the corner of his mouth.

Then he laughed openly.

"Ah?" Martin was momentarily confused.

Mu Fan casually flicked his right hand, and a silver streak drew an arc through the air, flying directly toward Martin.

Captain Martin instinctively caught it with his hand, then felt the slightly warm metallic texture.

Was it a medal?

Martin hurriedly opened his palm and saw the medal gleaming with a silver metallic sheen.

It was... the Centurion Medal!

Mu Fan looked at Martin and then at Major Lair opposite, smiling: "No need to be troubled, it’s just a medal."

"Great, thank you, Captain Mu Fan, for understanding the Military Department," Martin immediately expressed his gratitude. Regardless of anything, this merit was already recorded in his name.

"After all..." But just then, Mu Fan suddenly spoke, immediately capturing the attention of several people.

"I’ve already killed the person."

Mu Fan’s smile froze at a perfectly standard angle, paired with that faint voice and cold expression.

This sentence carried an inexplicable chill.

Upon hearing this, those who thought Mu Fan would restrain himself after Ruan Xiongfei left were all stunned.

From beginning to end, this guy hadn’t held back in the slightest!

The previous seemingly low-profile and compromise were merely set up for this moment of sarcasm.

Crack.

Lair struggled to restrain his actions, but the fists of several officers behind him clenched involuntarily, their eyes almost spitting fire.

"What’s the matter, Major, do you have any other questions?"

"We hope the Captain can come with us to the Military Department once."

"I’m afraid not. The Thunderhawk has sustained some damage, and I need to repair it," Mu Fan’s speaking tone with the Military Department of Blue Capital Star changed drastically after handing over the Centurion Medal.

According to Ruan Xiongfei’s perspective, handing over this medal signified completely severing any remaining ties with the Military Department.

From now on, the road divides, each going their own way.

After speaking, Mu Fan turned around directly, no longer looking at these fully armed soldiers, leaving just his back to them.

The ominous steel giant beast Flying Dragon in the sky silently ascended into the high sky.

For a moment, the sky above was clear and vast.

A major officer looked at Lair without speaking, but his gaze was inquiring about whether to use guns to threaten him?

After all, the terrifying bald man and the powerful Flying Dragon were absent at the moment.

Most importantly, Mu Fan was not piloting the Thunderhawk.

Lair, seeing his fellow officer’s gaze and the slightly raised gun motion, was shocked and immediately moved to suppress his comrade’s reckless action.

At this moment, Mu Fan’s left hand raised a finger beside him, gently shaking it, yet his steps did not pause.

Mu Fan’s calm voice reached not only Dingchuan’s people in front but also clearly reached the soldiers’ ears behind him.

"Stay calm, think it through."

Just these eight words carried such strong confidence and charisma, no less than Ruan Xiongfei, who just left.

Then Lair clapped the backside of his comrade’s hand, firmly pressing down the just-raised gun muzzle.

The major who wanted to draw his gun turned red in the face.

The arrogant captain facing them without piloting his mecha, who gave him such confidence!

Meanwhile, the tutors from Dingchuan Academy were watching Mu Fan with complex and emotional expressions.

This student, the way he presented himself today, seemed so unfamiliar...

Compared to when he first joined, it was like night and day.

Strength, conversation, temperament, opportunity...

In almost every aspect they could think of, Mu Fan had completely overturned their understanding.

This made many tutors have a doubt in their minds.

[Is this truly a student of Dingchuan?]

...

Mu Fan simply made a single comment and then ceased to pay attention to the rear.

One must know that the Thunderhawk’s double arm hoops were still on his shoulders.

Those troops that looked intimidating, it would just take one punch.

The only thing to consider was whether he dared to do it.

He was the banker in this one-on-one gamble.

At this moment, Mu Fan was walking straight toward an area next to gate number two.

During this period, Mu Fan and White Hair exchanged a glance, both subtly blinking.

All the exchange was conducted entirely within their gazes.

White Hair, lowering his head, raised the corners of his mouth and turned into the crowd as the attention was directed to the field.

Brothers understand each other; sometimes, words aren’t needed.

Under everyone’s gaze, Mu Fan approached that graceful, dignified woman.

"Thank you, Senior Sister Youshi."

Mu Fan bowed slightly. Black had already informed him about Youshi Wang’s prior request for family support.

This woman, with her dignity and kindness, won Mu Fan’s favor with her actions.

Revenge must be carried out, and gratitude must be expressed.

This is Mu Fan’s principle.

Youshi Wang had many things to say, but ultimately they turned into a single sentence:

"No need to thank me, as long as you’re fine."

Then she raised her face, with eyes like water, reflecting Mu Fan’s image in her pupils.

Carrying mysteries, doubts, shock, curiosity, admiration.

This young lady from the Youshi Family knew she might never encounter a second person as sudden and brilliant as Mu Fan in the starry sky.

What exactly had happened to him.

An individual single-handedly wiping out a family...

The sky over Blue Capital Star was pierced through.

"If you think things will end just like this, you are too naive. Do you think there’s still a place for you here?"

Worshipper Shao disliked his lady’s expression and was genuinely irked by Mu Fan’s "arrogance."

Upon hearing this, Mu Fan looked calmly at Worshipper Shao, who was forcefully standing, with no emotion on his face.

"Haven’t you always wanted to see my confidence? Now you’ve seen it, haven’t you?"

The plain words carried Mu Fan’s merciless sarcasm, echoing at Dingchuan Academy’s entrance.

From the Youshi Family, the severely injured Worshipper could do nothing but listen to this junior calmly state a fact.

"You! Do you really think things are over now?"

"Otherwise, what?"

Mu Fan tilted his head.

"Please tell me, who will stand up for the Tang family?"

"The government?"

"The Military Department?"

"You can ask them yourself..."

Amusement flared up in Mu Fan’s eyes. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦

"Do they dare?"