As the incredibly arrogant male voice faded...
Down in the stands, surrounded by several males, Yu Lan seed to sense sothing and looked up in the direction of Fu Chenhan.
From Fu Chenhan’s vantage point, the movent gave him a perfect view of the female’s beautiful, radiant face, and his breath hitched almost imperceptibly.
"Lanlan, what’s wrong?"
Yu Lan heard Shen Zueran’s concerned voice in her ear. He was always thoughtful and knew she wouldn’t do sothing like that for no reason. It was a rapport born from the long ti they had spent together at the Science Research Institute, much to the envy of the other males.
"It’s nothing."
Yu Lan had just felt an intense gaze on her.
That’s why she had turned to look.
Only then did she realize that practically everyone’s eyes were drifting toward her, subtly or not.
For a mont, Yu Lan was at a loss for words. Facing Shen Zueran’s concerned gaze, she managed a smile on her lovely face.
"I must have been mistaken. Let’s go down and prepare now."
As a military doctor, Yu Lan was very busy.
For example, she had to assess the risk of spiritual power collapse for the males in the Empire’s delegation participating in the military league.
This was to ensure their spiritual power was stable enough to last the entire competition, preventing them from collapsing and dying midway from overuse.
Of course, Shen Zueran had also privately conducted research with Yu Lan, especially after her 3S-level Healing Power had been identified.
They had discovered that Yu Lan was practically a walking healing tonic. She only had to stand there, doing nothing, and the males’ frenzied spiritual power would quickly calm and beco soothed.
The two most obvious cases were clear proof. There was Huo Zhanting, who had inhaled a massive dose of Male Induction Agent, lost his sanity, and transford into a giant lion to find Yu Lan. He should have been sentenced to death, but he recovered just like that, simply from being hugged and cuddled by Yu Lan every day.
Even more miraculous was the case of Li Yucheng. Yu Lan’s Healing Power was even more pronounced with him; her golden tears directly revived him from the brink of death and even allowed him to successfully return to his human form.
It was simply...
Shen Zueran sighed to himself. For the sake of the Empire’s victory, he still suggested that Yu Lan spend as much ti as possible with the Empire’s special forces team.
This took the form of incredibly dense and detailed survey forms that each male had to complete, requiring at least ten minutes of their ti.
And those ten minutes were the absolute maximum Shen Zueran could arrange.
No male could tolerate the female they liked spending ti with other males; their innate jealousy and possessiveness would constantly compel them to fight and compete for her.
In other words, for Shen Zueran to go this far already made him a paragon of generosity.
In the strict feudal hierarchy of ancient tis, he might even have been praised as a magnanimous and virtuous male—a true role model.
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"I never would have thought... Princess Yu Lan is so gentle!"
"She’s even gentler than in the livestreams. I’d heard so males from the Science Research Institute secretly say that Princess Yu Lan’s personality is completely different from any other female’s. I thought they were exaggerating back then, but seeing is believing."
"Yeah, yeah! And isn’t Princess Yu Lan gorgeous? When she looks at you with those eyes—they’re clearer and more beautiful than any gem—my mind just goes blank. I couldn’t think of a single thing to ask. It was so embarrassing."
"Ahem!"
The gathered special forces mbers whispered amongst themselves, dissecting every minute and second of their ti with Yu Lan in the treatnt room.
Anything related to Yu Lan was a hot topic among males, and even this group of exceptionally talented ones was no different.
Before actually eting her, they had rely considered her an outstanding female, nothing more.
But after actually spending ti with her, even for just ten minutes, it was no exaggeration to say they were utterly srized.
They felt nothing but deep jealousy for Huo Zhanting and the others who got to be so affectionate with Yu Lan every day.
At this thought, a few of the males clenched their fists in jealousy and resentnt. One of them deliberately lowered his voice to a whisper.
"Did you guys sll a scent in the treatnt room just now?"
"Sweet and soft... more alluring than honey dripping from the comb."
"It was Princess Yu Lan..."
The sentence wasn’t even finished, but just the thought of it made a few of the males’ noses tingle, threatening a nosebleed. So quickly wiped their noses, while others gulped.
Until a voice, as cold and hard as iron, cut through the air.
"What do you think you’re doing?"
"Have you forgotten all the rules of a special forces operative?"
It was Jun Lin Yuan.
Dressed in a black special combat uniform, the tall, slender man stood not far away, casting a long, dark shadow.
It was impossible to know how much of their discussion he had overheard. His handso face was now veiled with a thin layer of anger, and his powerful aura was intensely oppressive. He looked exactly like a man whose wife had just been flirted with, ready to charge in and start a fight.
The single special forces mbers imdiately fell silent.
They exchanged glances.
’Crap, we’re done for. I poked the tiger. How could I forget that Princess Yu Lan is the Star Lord’s fiancée?’
’But doesn’t the Star Lord refuse to acknowledge it? He just saw her up there and didn’t even go over to say hello.’
’Are you guys idiots? Look how jealous he is right now. Does that look like soone who doesn’t acknowledge her? Don’t tell he likes her but is too stubborn to admit it, even to himself.’
’Uh... if I rember correctly, doesn’t the Star Lord have that aversion to females? No female can get within three ters of him, or he breaks out in a rash.’
’*Hiss!* In that case, isn’t the Star Lord basically dood to be a bachelor for life?’
In a brief mont, the special forces mbers had finished their rapid-fire ntal exchange.
They sent a representative to step forward and address Jun Lin Yuan.
"Star Lord, Princess Yu Lan asked us to inquire if you have ti to go to the infirmary for a simple spiritual power test."
"Also, she has sothing else she’d like to discuss with you."
’A female taking the initiative to ask a male to et... what else could it be but a confession?’
Jun Lin Yuan’s gloomy and agitated mood instantly lifted.
The corners of his thin lips curled upward, though he maintained his usual arrogant, lordly deanor.
"The competition officially starts tomorrow. I have no ti for such frivolous romantic matters."
"If this happens again, just refuse her directly."
As Jun Lin Yuan finished speaking, a collective, sharp intake of breath was heard from the n.
The special forces mbers exchanged glances, none of them having expected such a response.
’Who in this world could possibly bear to refuse an invitation from Princess Yu Lan!’
’How on earth does the Star Lord manage it?!’
’Is his heart made of stone?’
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