Disguised as a man, she returned to the military academy and was forced to study again.

Ma Xiu had not expected Yan Qi to be so observant and sharp-minded. He even doubted for a moment whether the man opposite him knew the truth. However, after a moment of silence, he answered seriously:

"It's undeniable that we haven't used the entire Federation's power to take this issue seriously. Only the military is handling this matter. But the situation is indeed urgent now. The Federation has always been in a three-way balance of power, controlled by the military, the nobility, and the royal family. But unexpectedly, the condition of the person in charge of the royal family has suddenly taken a turn for the worse, and now the balance of power is shaky."

"If resources aren't replenished in the next few years, the old emperor's death will undoubtedly trigger a massive and protracted war. This is also due to errors in judgment by our superiors. I now want to correct them and restore stability to the people of the Federation. I hope you can understand my feelings and hope that you can save these ordinary people down there so that they can maintain their current stable lives."

After this self-analysis, Yan Qi didn't oblige to agree, as Ma Xiu had expected. Instead, the young man chuckled after hearing it, as if he was amused.

This reaction made Ma Xiu a little angry. This was the third time he had hit a wall with Regan.

The first time, he was choked while talking to Regan. The second time, he sent his favorite student to negotiate with Laura in person, and now he has been tied up.

Now he came to talk to Yan Qi, saying everything from the bottom of his heart, but in the end, no one took him to heart. It had been many years since he became a marshal, and the continuous setbacks really made him feel uncomfortable.

Ma Xiu took out the report of Galaxy No. N and said in a deep voice:

"Yan Qi, if you still acknowledge your origins, you should have compassion for the lower-middle-class civilians instead of just sitting on the sidelines and watching like you are now. You know better than I do what the Nth Galaxy's environment would be like if a war broke out."

"Have you forgotten your home planet, N501? If you don't protect it yourself, then no one in the entire Federation will. And your teachers, senior and junior sisters, they've fought me for you, even daring to touch my most prized student, and yet you refuse to take a single step for them? It seems they're truly pathetic."

While listening to his words, Yan Qi looked up at the sky. The orange-red color in the farthest sky was gradually swallowed up by the deep blue, leaving only the beautiful blue in the sky.

The sunset is infinitely good, just near dusk.

The evening breeze rustled Yan Qi's hair, and her fair and handsome face showed no emotion. After a long moment, Yan Qi turned around and said calmly:

"Marshal Ma Xiu, I will never forget my origins and my experiences. I'm grateful for telling me about my junior sister, but you're using something I care about as leverage, packaging this mission with high-sounding pretenses, and forcing me to submit. This is too arrogant."

"I don't want to bow to you."

Yan Qi's eyes were very black and bright, and under the reflection of the screen, they appeared to have a glass-like texture. Such clear eyes revealed an indescribable firmness.

"Well, you're all the same. You only think about your own little tricks and don't care about others at all."

Ma Xiu looked at the person on the screen. Such an expression was really annoying. Finally, he sighed:

"It's because Regan didn't set the right example that you guys are now doing all these evil things. He doesn't even understand the importance of sacrificing small things for the greater good, or the righteousness of his country. How can you possibly understand? What kind of man are you if you're so timid?"

Yan Qi's eyes darkened when he heard this, and he looked at the person on the screen and said coldly:

"Marshal Ma Xiu, that's quite interesting. In my opinion, a heartless person doesn't necessarily mean he's a hero, and a loving son doesn't necessarily mean he's not a true hero."

"you…"

Before Ma Xiu could finish, Yan Qi cut off the video call. She had no intention of arguing with Ma Xiu and just wanted to quickly hang up the video call and go in to ask for clarification in person, but she still couldn't stand someone speaking ill of the teacher in front of her.

After hanging up the video call, Yan Qi looked down at the electronic board in his hand and let out a long breath.

The short conversation of just a few minutes seemed to last a century. She never thought that people would do such a thing without telling her.

Touched and angry.

In fact, Yan Qi had already made up her mind when she saw Laura's application. If it was a teacher who asked her this question, she would have answered without hesitation, "I am willing to go."

Yan Qi is willing to fight for her family, her land, her hometown, her dreams, and everything she cares about, which are part of her life.

But she is a tool to make up for her mistakes, and she is not willing to be a puppet of high-sounding righteousness.

So when Yan Qi faced Ma Xiu, she couldn't say the words of agreement. In the end, the noise in her heart almost drowned out Ma Xiu's voice.

But she didn't want to talk.

Because true feelings should be left to those who deserve to hear them. She is willing to say it, and she only wants to say it to the person she wants to say it to.

It might sound like a strange kind of stubbornness, but she just loves doing it.

Yan Qi looked up at the beautiful blue sky, admiring it for a long time. She stood in the cool night breeze, her short black hair flying in the wind, and the hem of the boy's clothes fluttering like a butterfly.

She thought about her experiences since her rebirth and smiled silently, her porcelain-like face quiet and silent.

Just like the night wind blowing by.

Perhaps he had admired enough, Yan Qi finally walked towards the yard, briskly and quickly.

At least at this moment, Yan Qi had to admit that fate was really a good screenwriter.

Sometimes what people think of as being off track is actually just a preparation for destiny to get back on track.