God-Level Special Forces Soldier

For some unknown reason, when Sun Miaohan heard this calm statement from her master, Xu Ming, her heart inexplicably skipped a beat, as if something bad was about to happen.

Moreover, although Xu Ming spoke with complete calmness, his tone revealing almost no emotion, Sun Miaohan still accurately detected a hint of something unusual, like a calm surface hiding a volcano on the brink of eruption, ready to consume everything without warning!

...

As she made her way towards the attic, Sun Miaohan’s foreboding feeling intensified, and from a distance, seeing the brightly lit second floor, she couldn’t help but furrow her brows slightly, vaguely guessing part of the scenario...

It seemed that at this moment, awaiting her was not only her master, but the entire senior leadership.

Taking a deep breath, Sun Miaohan leaped into the air without hesitation, appearing as though she intended to enter through the window. This was a highly impolite, even disrespectful action, but at this moment, she still felt that such an action was most appropriate.

Sun Miaohan, being extremely clever, upon witnessing this scene, judged that nothing good awaited her; otherwise, there wouldn’t be such a big display. Although she considered herself supremely talented, second to no one but Bai Xiaoxuan in Heartbreak Valley, she wasn’t arrogant enough to require such a grand welcome.

Moments later, just as Sun Miaohan reached the window, the tightly shut panes opened on their own, allowing her to enter the second floor of the attic unimpeded, like a carp leaping over the dragon gate.

"Master, fellow uncles, Miaohan greets you!"

Upon entering the room, Sun Miaohan immediately sensed the unusual atmosphere, yet she maintained basic courtesy, cupping her hands in greeting.

Of course, if she had entered through the main door just now, the seniors might have been satisfied with that, but the fact that she came in like a thief through the window left many of them somewhat displeased.

Xu Ming nodded slightly, casting a casual glance at his favored disciple, speaking with some sarcasm and oddity, "Your uncles have something to discuss with you."

Sun Miaohan’s expression changed instantly; in her impression, her master Xu Ming had never spoken in such a "sarcastic" manner, so what kind of matter could prompt him to speak with such a tone?

Regarding the expressions of the other seniors, she saw a mix of unease and evasion, making her feel as if they had done something unfair to her.

The only person Sun Miaohan found somewhat normal was the highly esteemed senior uncle Chen Zhenfang.

With eyes half-open, half-closed, she appeared indifferent to her surroundings, exuding a calmness and composure that suggested she wouldn’t change even if a fight broke out among those present.

After a pause, it was a senior with the surname Chang who cleared his throat and said, "Miaohan, do you remember a person from Wind Blade Valley named Tao Zhenghao?"

Upon hearing the name Tao Zhenghao, Sun Miaohan’s brows furrowed deeply in an instant, showing her largest reaction since entering the room. It wasn’t exactly disgust, but the annoyance was visible to anyone.

"Whatever!" Sun Miaohan retorted grumpily.

"You..." The senior with the surname Chang was momentarily caught off guard, taking a long time to react, then scolded angrily, "What kind of response is that?"

After speaking, he turned to Xu Ming, his tone more moderate but still questioning, "Junior Sister Sect Leader, is this how you typically educate your disciples?"

Xu Ming really wanted to retort directly: "This is exactly how I teach them, what do you want?"

But knowing Sun Miaohan well, he responded with a smile, "Respect for teachers and elders, the hierarchical respect is fundamental, and I certainly wouldn’t neglect it."

Sun Miaohan immediately chimed in, "Yeah, my master always mentions these things, so I just respectfully and thoughtfully answered your question, as taught. Why does it seem like you’re not satisfied?"

Seeing Xu Ming’s subtle, crafty smile and Sun Miaohan’s innocent look, the senior with the surname Chang was practically about to explode!

To Xu Ming, she naturally didn’t dare to vent, so she could only rebuke Sun Miaohan loudly, "I asked if you know Tao Zhenghao, and you just need to answer ’yes’ or ’no,’ but what do you mean by ’whatever’?"

Sun Miaohan replied fluently, "It means I respect you greatly! If you say I know him, then I do; if you say I don’t, I can also not know him. As long as you’re happy!"

"You!"

The senior with the surname Chang was so enraged his face turned red, especially upon hearing the snickering behind him, he wished he could find a hole to crawl into. But Sun Miaohan’s demeanor and words left him no grounds to find fault, forcing him to suppress his anger and redirect his focus.

No wonder Sun Miaohan responded like this, and everyone snickered; the question was such an obvious setup, and the malicious intent too apparent, inviting mockery.

Asking Sun Miaohan if she knew Tao Zhenghao was tantamount to asking if cooking requires fuel or if one needs to wipe after using the toilet—common-sense errors.

A moment later, the senior with the surname Chang angrily tossed a red invitation at Sun Miaohan, uttering with frustration, "See for yourself."

Sun Miaohan took the red invitation; although she wasn’t particularly interested in the bold martial arts character on it, she was quickly attracted by its contents.

While reading, Sun Miaohan nodded occasionally, as if the contents were quite enlightening to her.

The seniors witnessing the scene exchanged glances, unsure of how to respond, realizing now the level to which they underestimated Sun Miaohan’s difficult nature.

In no time at all, Sun Miaohan closed the red invitation, then looked at the group of seniors intensely watching her, and blinked innocently, "What’s wrong, uncles? Why are you all looking at me like that?"

The senior with the surname Chang said coldly, "Share your thoughts."

"Thoughts?" Sun Miaohan blinked innocently again and asked, "What kind of thoughts are you asking about?"

Hearing this, the elder with the surname Chang felt an overwhelming urge to lose control, his resentment towards Sun Miaohan reaching a pinnacle as he shouted, "Your thoughts after reading the invitation."

"Oh, you mean that!"

Sun Miaohan nodded in sudden understanding, and under the expectant gazes of the seniors, seriously commented, "The handwriting is rather ugly."

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While Sun Miaohan was maneuvering with her seniors, the middle-aged man finally led Kojima Minako and Xiao Tian out of the secure area, successfully evading Mizuno Pengyu’s search range.

"Phew..."

Kojima Minako let out a breath, then frowned slightly and said, "Put me down, I can walk by myself!"

Hearing these blunt words, the middle-aged man showed a wry smile and said, "You’re worried about the Hunter, right? For me, carrying an extra person, in terms of speed..."

However, before he could finish, Kojima Minako interrupted, "I said, put me down!" Her tone already carried anger, as if ready to erupt at any moment.