CHAPTER 381: CHAPTER 381: PLEASE, MY LORD, ASK NO MORE

"Because you are the War God! You are the Guardian God of our Federation Empire!"

Yan Qianyi looked at the man before her, her large cat-like eyes seemingly sparkling with stars, bright and unshielding in their admiration and reverence.

Mu Yunlie looked into her eyes and suddenly felt a twinge of jealousy toward himself.

If she knew that her idolized deity was none other than the husband she claimed to no longer like and was tired of, would she still admire him so?

He had cooperated with taking the medicine, wanting to detoxify as soon as possible, in hopes of revealing his true self to her one day.

But if all she liked was his lofty and noble identity...

Then he would rather not let her know.

Feeling Yan Qianyi’s adoring gaze piercing straight through him, Mu Yunlie felt a bit guilty, afraid she might recognize him.

He lowered his gaze, lifted his wine glass, and took a sip, then asked, "So what is your Special Skill?"

"You’ll find out when the time comes."

Mu Yunlie looked back at her, a playful smile curving on his lips, "Since I am different, why keep it a secret from me?"

Yan Qianyi chuckled playfully, "Keeping a bit of mystery ensures a surprise. Plus, if I don’t encounter any tough opponents, I don’t plan to reveal my special ability."

Seeing her deliberately mysterious demeanor, Mu Yunlie found it somewhat endearing, and all the unpleasantness inside his heart dissipated.

At this moment, he was grateful that he had never exposed his identity in front of her.

Otherwise, she wouldn’t be sitting here, chatting and smiling cleverly in front of him.

Feeling the approachability of the Commander, Yan Qianyi completely relaxed and continued,

"If I can win the championship at the International Friendship Competition without releasing my Special Skill, it will not only bring glory to our Federation Empire but also conceal our strength, preventing others from fully understanding the new military force of the Federation Empire."

Mu Yunlie nodded slightly, "You have considered it well."

Previously, the Military Department and the Federation Military Academy had held meetings to discuss Yan Qianyi’s matter.

Originally, they wanted to hide Yan Qianyi’s ability

To prevent other countries from targeting her.

But in the end, they decided to let her compete.

After all, the Federation Empire hadn’t achieved superior results in the International Friendship Competition over the past few years.

There were quite a few whispers behind their backs that the Federation Empire didn’t deserve to be called the number one superpower without the Cold-faced Commander.

So it was time to let the whole world know that the new generation of the Federation Empire was not to be underestimated.

Yan Qianyi’s considerations were strategic, both demonstrating the power of the Federation Empire and not fully exposing their strength.

"Then you have to keep it a secret for me," Yan Qianyi whispered, "I really only told you, no one else."

Mu Yunlie tilted his head, saying gently, "Alright."

"Let’s pinky swear." Yan Qianyi extended her hand.

Mu Yunlie was taken aback, looking at her slender little finger held out before him.

Seeing his hesitation, Yan Qianyi suddenly realized she had overstepped and felt somewhat embarrassed.

Seriously, how could the Commander possibly engage in such a childish act with her!

She didn’t know what had come over her, during their first meal together, when they sat at opposite ends of a long dining table, she had felt nervous and uneasy.

Today, with the small table in the cafe, they were seated much closer.

Yet, she wasn’t nervous at all.

There seemed to be a familiar gentleness about him that made her relax without realizing it.

As if the person sitting before her wasn’t the high and mighty, notoriously fierce First Commander,

But an old friend she had known for a very long time.

Perhaps it was because he had shielded her in his arms and saved her life years ago, and now, after getting to know him, she felt an extraordinary sense of closeness.

Yan Qianyi was about to withdraw her hand.

Suddenly, a warm touch came from her little finger.

Lord Chief Commander unexpectedly extended his pinky, hooking it around hers!

He looked at her with a slight smile, "Pinky promise, it’s a deal!"

Yan Qianyi stared blankly at the eyes smiling behind the mask, her fingertips felt as if they had been electrified.

A tingling sensation spread from her fingertips throughout her body.

Her heart couldn’t stop pounding wildly, and her cheeks flushed in waves.

After the pinky promise, she quickly withdrew her hand, suddenly feeling nervous.

Luckily, the waiter came with the dishes, easing Yan Qianyi’s embarrassment.

She gripped the pinky that had hooked with his under the table, her mind a mix of emotions.

How could this be?

She had clearly started to like Mu Yunlie, so why was her heart racing and face blushing from a mere pinky promise with the Commander?

Was she truly a fickle-hearted tramp?

No, no, no, that wasn’t it.

The feeling just now must have been nothing more than admiration for an idol!

After calming herself down internally, Yan Qianyi felt a little more composed.

"Aren’t you hungry? Let’s eat."

The Commander’s nonchalant manner made Yan Qianyi relax again.

She nodded and began eating with her knife and fork.

Now was not the time to care about image or to act ladylike; feeding the little one in her stomach was what mattered most.

Yan Qianyi was busy filling her belly and had no time to talk.

The Commander also started eating.

After a while of silence, he suddenly dropped a bombshell, "I heard you and Mu Yunlie broke up?"

"Cough cough cough!!" Yan Qianyi suddenly choked on her food, coughing so hard her face turned red.

She quickly took several sips of water from her glass and awkwardly looked at him, "You... you already know."

"I have close relations with the Nangong Family," the Commander said.

"Oh." Yan Qianyi nodded.

Indeed, Nangong Xiaoxue had told her the Commander was like family to the Nangongs.

"Why did you break up?" the Commander pressed, his eyes intently fixed on Yan Qianyi from behind the mask.

Yan Qianyi felt uncomfortable under his gaze, "Just... we weren’t suitable."

He chuckled, his laughter ambiguous.

"I remember the last time we dined together, you told me he was a good man. Have you found something wrong with him now?"

Yan Qianyi hurriedly replied, "No, there’s nothing wrong with him, it’s my fault."

He persisted, "What’s the problem with you?"

Yan Qianyi bit her lip.

Why was Lord Chief Commander so interested in her private affairs?

This was killing her.

She didn’t want to talk about this at all.

So awkward!

"It’s mainly his issues, isn’t it?" Mu Yunlie’s probing gaze settled on Yan Qianyi’s evasive eyes, feigning nonchalance, "Or is it that you don’t want to speak ill of someone behind their back? Don’t worry, I won’t tell him."

Yan Qianyi awkwardly tugged at the corner of her lips, "Ah Lie really isn’t the problem, he has been very good to me, it’s really my own problem."

Please, she silently pleaded, don’t ask anymore.