Chapter 194
Chapter 194: Sister Tea, go beat them down. They’re trying to kill us.
Zhong Li He stared at Kong Que, then asked from the depths of his soul, “Kong Que, are you dating behind my back?”
Kong Que didn’t even know how to respond. A huge question mark might as well have floated over his head. “What?”
Zhong Li He stroked his chin, studying him. “If you’re not dating and don’t have a mate, why are you so familiar with other people’s bedroom business?”
“Oh, I get it. You found someone you like, but you don’t dare tell me because you’re afraid I’m unreasonable and won’t approve your marriage registration, right?”
Kong Que sighed and fired off three denials. “Chief Executive official, no. I didn’t. I’m not. Don’t talk nonsense.”
Zhong Li He patted his shoulder like an old brother and spoke earnestly. “I get it, I get it. Don’t worry. Just because I can’t find someone to date and marry doesn’t mean I’m a psychopath who forbids my subordinates from dating and marrying.”
“Whoever you like—as long as they’re not a traitor or a criminal—you can like them. If you want to marry them, marry them. I’ll special-approve the application. And I’ll give you a big wedding red envelope.”
Kong Que looked like he’d been smacked over the head. His brain buzzed.
He took a few deep breaths before forcing a polite smile. “Chief Executive official, thank you for your expectations and kindness. Let me state again: I don’t have anyone I like, and I don’t have anyone to marry.”
“The wedding red envelope you’re preparing won’t be used. You can keep saving it. Oh right—you’re going to spar with Commander-in-Chief Chong Ming, yes?”
“Alright. I’ll go to the bridge right now and tell the captain to connect our ship with Chong Ming’s. Then you can go over and spar. I believe with your abilities, you’ll beat him until he’s rolling and begging on his knees.”
Go ahead. Let the chief executive go fight Commander-in-Chief Chong Ming. Better than letting him stay here and keep thinking nonsense about Kong Que.
Zhong Li He heard the sarcasm and frowned. Before he could stop him, Kong Que finished and walked off.
“Hey, hey, Kong Que!” Zhong Li He shouted after him. “What’s with you today? Why are you so sarcastic?”
“Come back. No need to go to the bridge. Just message the captain.”
Kong Que didn’t turn his head. His words stayed respectful. “Reporting to Chief Executive official, I think it’s better if I go in person, to avoid misunderstandings.”
He was a lieutenant general, basically glued to the chief executive every day. And now the chief executive suspected he was dating and wanted to get married?
Dating who? Marrying who?
Who would want someone as busy as him?
What a joke.
Zhong Li He went quiet for a moment, then followed out.
He wasn’t heading to the bridge. He went to the ship gate early so that when the ships docked, he could step straight onto Chong Ming’s warship.
On Chong Ming’s ship, the thousand-plus trainees heard that the chief executive of Da Xi Nation, Zhong Li He, was coming to fight their marshal. One by one, they looked like they’d been injected with something. Their backs didn’t hurt, their legs didn’t hurt, their mental power felt fine, and their levels felt like they’d risen.
Even the ones in the medical bay with broken arms, broken legs, cracked ribs—if the medical staff didn’t stop them, they would’ve dragged their half-ruined bodies out to watch.
The moment Zhong Li He stepped onto Chong Ming’s warship, he felt the guards’ eyes on him. Strange. Sharp.
But with Adjutant Ai leading, everything still looked normal.
Zhong Li He trusted his instincts. He slowed half a step, walked beside Kong Que, and whispered, “Kong Que, don’t you feel something’s off?”
Kong Que turned and reminded him seriously, “Chief Executive official, Commander-in-Chief Chong Ming invited you for a spar—physical training and ability training. At most he’ll beat you up. He won’t silence you. Don’t worry.”
Zhong Li He’s mouth twitched. This Peacock was getting less and less lovable.
He missed when Kong Que was little.
Fluffy like a chick. So cute.
Now he could piss you to death with a single sentence.
In the biggest training ground on Chong Ming’s ship, anyone who could come came. It was a sea of people.
When Adjutant Ai brought Zhong Li He in, Zhong Li He took one look at the crowd and froze. Before he even reached Chong Ming, he spotted the bite marks on Chong Ming’s Adam’s apple.
Fresh bite marks. Still beading blood. Clearly less than half an hour old.
Zhong Li He snorted. “Chong Ming, you’re going to fight me like this? Your legs aren’t weak?”
Chong Ming’s sharp gaze cut over. “If your legs are weak and you can’t win, I’ll allow you to beg.”
Zhong Li He rolled up his sleeves. “What a joke. I can’t beat you? I can beat ten of you.”
Chong Ming lifted an eyebrow. “Oh? Then I’ll have to properly experience Chief Executive official’s strength.”
Zhong Li He struck first—fast as lightning—aiming straight for Chong Ming’s neck.
Chong Ming dodged lightly, grabbed his wrist, and used a four-ounces-to-move-a-thousand-pounds technique to throw him.
A normal person would’ve crashed hard. Zhong Li He wasn’t normal. Mid-throw, he tapped the ground, spun, and attacked again.
Huang Da Zhuang was so excited he nearly exploded. “Hurry, hurry! Cheng Lin Yue, call Sister Tea! Tell her to come watch!”
“Oh my god. Commander-in-Chief and Zhong Li He fighting is insane. We can’t even touch the hem of his uniform, but Chief Executive Zhong is attacking nonstop. So strong, so badass!”
Cheng Xiao Ting and the others chimed in, voices shaking with excitement. “Right, right! Those two are the strongest males of the M31 Star System, number one and two. They’re not even using abilities yet, just fists and kicks—so cool. If Sister Tea were here, it’d be perfect.”
“Yeah! I’m curious—if Sister Tea fought them both, would it become a three-way standoff?”
“Whoa, you guys are overestimating Sister Tea, aren’t you? You want her to fight both of them?”
“No, no. Not head-on. Let Sister Tea become a third force.”
“Haven’t you heard? Stir the muddy water. If she jumps in and messes it up, even if she can’t beat them, she can still avoid losing!”
“Hurry up! Find Sister Tea, Cheng Lin Yue—find Sister Tea!”
Cheng Lin Yue went stiff. Where was she supposed to find Sister Tea?
Looking at the fresh wound on the Commander-in-Chief’s throat, Cheng Lin Yue strongly suspected Sister Tea was resting in the Commander-in-Chief’s room, soaking in his soothing mental power.
She looked pleadingly at Sui Xuan Chu. Only the two of them knew the truth. She couldn’t lie. Let him lie.
Sui Xuan Chu opened his lightbrain, put on an act, and said, “Your Sister Tea is busy in the medical department right now. She can’t come. We’ll watch and learn ourselves.”
Cheng Lin Yue stared at him. That lie looked so flimsy it could be poked through with one finger. Would they believe it?
To her shock, Huang Da Zhuang and the others believed it immediately—and even sounded regretful. “Alright. Sister Tea missing this is her loss. Hurry up and remember everything and tell her later.”
“We can’t film, only use our eyes—”
Boom.
Before they finished, a loud crash rang out. Zhong Li He got kicked and flew into the wall.
The warship’s hardened wall dented inward. Zhong Li He staggered up, shook his head like it was nothing, and attacked again.
Then Zhong Li He released crushing ability pressure, like a mountain slamming down, spreading across the entire training ground.
The spectators didn’t even have time to defend. The pressure hit them head-on.
Those with lower levels went weak at the knees and couldn’t stand. If they didn’t cling to someone, they face-planted like dogs.
Sui Xuan Chu and the others were low-level. They didn’t resist. They dropped to the floor and reached for their ability-pressure blockers.
Before they could even pull them out, Chong Ming met Zhong Li He’s pressure with his own.
Two waves collided and became something worse. Bodies hit the floor in nonstop thuds.
Sui Xuan Chu and the others never got their blockers out. The pressure kept grinding and slamming into them.
Pain tore through their mental seas. Cold sweat poured out. Their whole bodies ached and swelled—agony so sharp it almost blinded them.
Even Kong Que couldn’t fully withstand it. Sweat ran down his forehead as he leaned against the wall and sank slowly.
As Chong Ming and Zhong Li He fought harder, the ability pressure grew stronger and stronger, dropping everyone and pushing out through the open doors.
Those who fell tried to crawl out, but it felt like countless mountains pressing on their backs. They couldn’t move.
Just as Huang Da Zhuang, Ju Que, Jiang Zong Shen, Mu Mei Xi, and the other rookies—people with almost no pressure training—thought they were about to die here, a cool floral scent swept over them.
The crushing pressure eased.
For a heartbeat, they thought Chong Ming and Zhong Li He had pulled back. Then Jiang Tea Tea walked up, crouched in front of their sweaty, flushed faces, and clicked her tongue.
“I told you to train mental pressure above level 10 when you have time. You all said you couldn’t handle it, so you only trained below level 5.”
“Now what? Those two fight, and you suffer. Next time, will you listen and train above level 10?”
Huang Da Zhuang, Cheng Xiao Ting, Ju Que, and the other five broke down on the spot. They howled, half crying, half yelling, “Sister Tea! You’re here! Finally! If you didn’t come, you’d only see our corpses!”
“Waaah! Male idol’s mental pressure is too strong. Zhong Li He’s pressure is too fierce. We can’t hold it. Our legs go soft, our hands go soft, our mental sea hurts. We can’t even pull out the blockers!”
“Sister Tea, go! Go beat them up and avenge us!”