“Miss, this is bad, Song Jie has surrounded us with his men,” a woman in black ran over, her voice filled with urgency.
“Song Jie!?” Wang Hao asked curiously, “That guy isn’t dead yet?”
Zhao Yiling gave Wang Hao a flirtatious look, “Last time you detonated the Star Sky Missile on Military Star, Song Jie ended up losing all his limbs and now has to rely on prosthetics. Moreover, he’s sworn to get even with you for blood debts.”
“Oh, come on, how is this crap my fault!” Wang Hao immediately lost his good mood, “It was my elder brother who detonated the Star Sky Missile, not me. Why should this shit bucket be dumped on my head?”
Zhao Yiling rolled her eyes, could this guy even afford to be unhappy?
Even if it was Ling Xiao who detonated the Star Sky Missile, wasn’t it him who broke out of jail, destroyed Prison Star, crippled the Military Star system, stole mechas and spread lewd videos of great writers?
All these incidents occurred while Song Jie’s father, Song Cheng, was still in office. As a result, Song Cheng had been assigned to the border between Yao Tian Federation and the Interstellar Federation, where the conflict had already escalated.
With these in mind, was it excessive for Song Jie to seek trouble with Wang Hao?
“How many men has Song Jie brought?” asked Zhao Yiling.
The woman in black quickly replied, “They have three Light Dragon Spaceships in total.”
“Three!” Zhao Yiling’s face turned grim, knowing that with just their Light Dragon Spaceship, they stood no chance of winning.
“Bring the spaceship to a halt, we’re going down,” Zhao Yiling said, asserting her command. If they couldn’t outmatch them through technology, they would have to fight it out.
“Yes!” The woman in black nodded and quickly went to relay the order.
“If anything goes wrong, you take the Light Dragon Spaceship and get out of here!” Zhao Yiling handed over a key to Wang Hao.
Wang Hao was momentarily stunned, then asked curiously, “And what about you?”
“Song Jie wouldn’t dare lay a hand on me, so you can rest easy,” Zhao Yiling stepped forward and gave Wang Hao a gentle hug, whispering in his ear, “You were right, I truly can’t stand to see you chopped up into pieces.”
After speaking, Zhao Yiling blushed and turned to leave.
Wang Hao stood there, watching Zhao Yiling’s departing figure, and felt his heart suddenly flutter.
“No way!” Wang Hao touched his chest, murmuring, “Why do I feel this sudden urge to reform for her?”
As Zhao Yiling walked away, headed towards the corner, she felt utterly frustrated. She had tried her mother’s Thirty-Six Strategies of ‘Luring the Tiger Out of the Mountain’ on him.
But why hadn’t this philandering carrot shown any reaction? Could it be that his level of philandering was so high that he was immune to these tactics?
“Still no reaction...” Zhao Yiling frowned. She decided her mother’s methods were simply unsuitable for her; she’d have to use her own methods instead.
Zhao Yiling turned around, looking at Wang Hao with a serious expression, “Wang Hao, I will be joining the military for training. When we meet on the battlefield again, I will personally capture you and make you my war trophy. From then on, you will belong only to me.”
Wang Hao stared at Zhao Yiling in disbelief, “Is this really a woman? She’s like a domineering queen straight out of a gangster film. Not only does she want to marry a man, but she also intends to capture one and make him her mountain fortress husband. Isn’t that a bit too tyrannical?”
If other girls sang about SpongeBob at KTV, then Zhao Yiling was definitely belting out ‘The Great River Flows Eastward’, operating on a completely different level.
As Zhao Yiling disappeared at the end of the corridor, Wang Hao burst into laughter, “Interesting, very interesting. Since you want to play this game, I’ll join you. Let’s see whether you catch me to be your mountain fortress husband, or I capture you to become my fortress wife.”
At the end of the corridor.
Zhao Yiling hid there without leaving. After hearing Wang Hao’s words, she couldn’t help but giggle to herself.
She grew increasingly fond of Wang Hao, admiring his literary grace, heavenly talent, and unmatched courage and insight. Now, he even had the confidence to lead an army.
Except for being a bit of a playboy, he was perfect. How could she let such a man slip through her fingers!?
“Thinking of grabbing this miss to become your bandit queen, huh? Well, let’s see if you’ve got what it takes,” Zhao Yiling said with self-assured laughter. She had been meticulously taught by Zhao Kun since childhood, becoming very familiar with various strategies involving different military units.
Although Wang Hao was Wang Tianyi’s son, he had never undergone formal military training since childhood. His starting point was much later than hers, so the chances of him being soundly defeated by her had significantly increased.
“Little man, don’t worry! I won’t let you lose too badly,” Zhao Yiling said with a charming smile, then turned and left.
It wasn’t long before the spaceship docked on a grassland on Beast King Star.
Wang Hao and Zhao Yiling walked side by side off the ship, followed by several hundred women in black, with the lowest Cultivation being Level 8 of the Martial Arts Sect, and the highest reaching Level 9 of the Martial King, just one step away from breaking through to Martial Emperor.
Looking at these black-clad women, Wang Hao shook his head and sighed, “How is it that I, the second generation Marshal, can’t compare to you, a third-generation Marshal?”
With a light laugh, Zhao Yiling said, “If you’re envious, just marry me, and then all this will be yours.”
“Giggle...”
Upon hearing this, the black-clad women behind them all covered their lips and laughed. Their young mistress was as domineering as ever; talking about marriage as though it was not a woman being wed, but her doing the marrying. With such a domineering personality, it was no wonder that Wang Hao was scared into running around in a fluster.
Wang Hao curled his lips, “Although I like to be a kept man, I still need to have my dignity. You must respect me.”
“Cough cough...”
The black-clad women present choked on their laughter, suddenly realizing that Zhao Yiling and Wang Hao were a perfect match. Both were super geniuses, yet both had such peculiar personalities.
One was born with the domineering attribute of a queen, boldly speaking of marrying men.
The other was born with the shameless attribute of a scoundrel, demanding dignity even when being a kept man.
Damn it, a forest is big enough for all types of birds.
Just then, three giant Light Dragon Spaceships descended from the sky, surrounding Zhao Yiling’s Light Dragon Spaceship.
Shortly thereafter, a group of people surged out of the spaceships, led by a grim-faced Song Jie.
Among them were also old acquaintances of Wang Hao, Ye Qing and Du Feng.
Wang Hao sized up Song Jie and noticed that he had metal arms attached to all his limbs, each with small doors, probably packed with ammunition like shells and machine guns—overall, a partial cyborg.
“Wang Hao, today I’ll tear you to pieces!” Song Jie’s face twisted ferociously, like a fierce beast ready to tear someone apart.
Wang Hao curled his lips, “No offense, but with your pathetic self, you’re really not worth my attention.”
“You...” Song Jie raged, “Men, attack!!”
“Attack what? You better take care of yourself first!”
A loud laugh rang out, then two figures sped toward them from the distance...

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