Chapter 521: 542: Manuscript Fee

Chapter 521: Chapter 542: Manuscript Fee

“…”

The above were those ranked lower than Qin Yue.

“Little Hooligan, why don’t you rest and recover properly?”

“That’s right! I heard Living Yama broke six of your ribs; injuries to the bones and muscles take a hundred days to heal, so you really shouldn’t be running around.”

“Exactly! Don’t take your health for granted just because you’re young and fit.”

They were all on the same level as Qin Yue, old acquaintances who liked to tease each other when they had nothing else to do.

“…” Six ribs? Was he handicapped or brain-damaged? How could someone get six ribs broken? Damn it! Good news stays in, but bad news spreads far and wide. He didn’t even stay in the hospital before running straight back here, only to be made fun of.

Qin Yue swore that next time he would definitely lead his brothers to wash the War Wolf Rescue Team in blood and show them why the flower is so red.

“Little Hooligan, you are our King of Soldiers from the Southern district, we rely on you to bring us honor, you can’t afford to cripple yourself.”

“Exactly, Living Yama was really harsh too. We used to carry guns together in the past, how could he beat you so badly?”

“…” Where is the tragedy? Aren’t the ten plus members of the War Wolf Rescue Team in the hospital tragic enough? Please, direct your overflowing sympathy to someone else, Qin Yue doesn’t want it.

“Little Hooligan…”

“Get lost, get lost, get lost…” Qin Yue finally lost his temper. These bastards really were something, each one seemingly happy about the misfortune, probably just waiting for Living Yama to break his six ribs.

“If you don’t get lost, I’ll beat you up.”

“Don’t get angry, we’re leaving…” Previously always bullied by Little Hooligan, now they finally could bully him back, and it felt great.

Laughing and joking, the group left.

Along the way to the administrative building, the old acquaintances he passed by all wanted to laugh but didn’t dare, and could only forcefully suppress their awkward expressions.

“Report!”

“Come in!” Su Jiang’s voice came from the office.

“Reconnaissance Team Captain Qin Yue reporting.” Normally lazy and laid-back, Qin Yue stood straight and solemn when he faced his old leader.

Su Jiang looked up, surprised, and said with a bit of disappointment, “Nothing serious? I thought I’d have to visit you in the hospital.”

Qin Yue’s mouth twitched. What did the President mean with that tone of disappointment? “President, what are you looking at?”

Su Jiang tapped the plans in front of him and casually said, “I am just studying a long-distance route.”

“Long-distance marching?” Qin Yue’s eyes lit up, pointing towards the Southern direction, “Are you planning to continue…” The Southern Border war had ended, but minor skirmishes still occurred at the junction between the two countries. Another strategic goal for their Southern District was to eliminate these small-scale potential enemies.

As the Captain of the Reconnaissance Team, most of the missions were led by him.

Before he could finish, Su Jiang slapped his hand away, “Damn it, don’t start trouble for no reason.” This brat was good in every aspect and in nothing inferior to Xu Qigang, except that his character lacked stability and he always liked to stir up trouble.

It made him, the President, have to keep an eye on him all the time.

“Yes, President!” Qin Yue saluted facetiously, whether he took it seriously was another matter. “So, President, why are you looking at long-distance marching routes?” It made him think they were going to march right into enemy territory.

“Shouldn’t I go check on you when you broke eight ribs in the Northern district?”