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

Yan Qi raised his hand and put the dragon bone dagger back into his secret pocket, then shook his head with a wry smile. "Don't mention thanking me or not. Anyway, we can't escape once we're targeted. It's just a matter of time. And what he wants today has been recorded. He won't let it go."

Wen Qiaofeng looked up suddenly after hearing this, and looked at Yan Qi with a complicated expression, "It's all my fault for not being more careful!"

"It's okay. They were just too cunning. They chose to attack us in school and caught us off guard." Yan Qi smiled and patted his shoulder. "Don't worry, it's good that you didn't do anything today."

……

Ji Li sat in the dim room, the dim light casting a shadow on his pale face. His golden hair was tied up. The temperature had gradually cooled since the beginning of autumn, and the room was covered with carpet, but there was no trace of warmth.

He listened quietly to the rustling sound of leaves in the wind outside the window, like a silent and stubborn stone statue.

I don't know how long I sat there when I heard footsteps at the door. The person knocked on the door a little harder and said in a lazy tone, "Brother, I'm coming in."

Ji Li looked up indifferently at the man who barged in without explanation. Li Yuanqing looked at Ji Li, who was wearing thin clothes and had scars on his back. He couldn't help but smile and said in a light tone:

"Oh, I really forgot, brother, you're in solitary confinement. I can come in without asking." He glanced around the room, the smile on his face growing wider. "Brother, you must be feeling very uncomfortable in such a cold room, restricted in your freedom and unable to do anything."

Ji Li closed his eyes. He had always been impatient with people he wasn't interested in. He said indifferently, "Have you seen enough? You can leave now."

"Why do you have to partner with him to fight against the clan? Why not just put him in your own team? Why do you have to report him to the military district?" Li Yuanqing walked closer and looked at the deep wound on Ji Li's shoulder with regret. "Why don't you come with me to find mother and agree to let that royal family member be your partner? I will plead for you, good brother."

This was his reason for coming to Ji Li, to cut off all possibilities of him inheriting the family business. If Ji Li's partner was replaced by that royal princess, then it would be almost impossible for him to inherit the family business.

Ji Li said concisely: "Go out." He paused for a second and added politely: "Remember to close the door for me, thank you." He sat on the sofa, half of his face was wrapped in warm light, and his cold expression was accompanied by a hint of majesty.

Li Yuanqing couldn't help but smile. Ignoring his cold attitude, he continued, "You're just too stubborn. The partner you chose is just a lowly noble. You endured a week of physical torture only to gain the approval of your family. They will never support you. If you do this for him, what can he bring to you?"

Ji Li's emotions finally wavered. His golden eyes gleamed brightly as he spoke, "Lowly, what is lowly? If this room really has to be divided into noble and lowly, who do you think is noble and who is lowly?"

Ji Li knew full well that he enjoyed the benefits of a pure bloodline, and he never denied it. But his brother always thought that he was valued by the family because of his pure bloodline, which was really foolish.

The reason he was valued was simply because of the immense power he had inherited through his paternal and maternal lines. What was a person of pure blood without power and influence?

The Federation has never enacted a law that states that pure-bloods are nobler than mixed-bloods.

Li Yuanqing was almost hurt by the light in his eyes. This brother in front of him, who was three years younger than him, had the golden hair and amber-gold clear eyes that he longed for but could not reach since birth.

His existence tells people around him all the time that he is of pure hereditary bloodline.

Whenever he showed up, his golden-brown hair and brown eyes were a joke, and he was practically going crazy over them, like a brand of dirty genes from his father's side, like his blood always flowing through him.

He hated countless times that his father was not a pureblood, so that he would not be controversial in the family for not fitting in.

Even though he persisted in changing his hair color to golden, his eyes could never change to such a bright golden color.

If he also had naturally golden hair and amber eyes...

Of course, Li Yuanqing would not get angry so easily. He took a deep breath and calmed down. "Okay, you are stubborn, right?" There was a hint of cruelty in his eyes. He looked at Ji Li and sneered, "Then I hope you can really survive this weekend." Then he slammed the door and left.

Ji Li glanced at the slammed door and nodded with satisfaction.

Then he turned to look at the desk lamp in front of him, which was emitting a warm glow. In order to successfully bring Yan Qi with him, he sent an email to the army overnight to apply to become Yan Qi's partner. As expected, the Li family blocked his application and sent someone to invite him back to Lidu overnight.

The so-called Li capital was actually composed of two medium-sized planets. These two planets were the true base of the Li family, demonstrating the family's deep roots. He knew that his unauthorized choice violated family rules and could not be concealed.

But it doesn't matter,

It doesn't matter whether it's early or late, as long as I can keep Yan Qi by my side.

He never regretted his choices.

……

Inside White Lion Academy,

Yan Qi and Wen Qiaofeng were just rescued by Wen Qing and a group of people. Holly screamed and rushed to Wen Qiaofeng, checking on him with concern, "Brother! Are you okay?"

"I'm fine, sis! Stop rummaging around!"

The six members of the supervision team were fully armed, wearing bulletproof vests, carrying medical kits, a small nursing robot and two stretchers.

Everyone’s face was filled with the expression: We are a professional team.

Their equipment gleamed in the sunlight, blinding Yan Qi standing nearby. He turned his head to see Wen Qing's protective helmet cinched tightly, strangling him. It felt like he was wearing it backwards...

Just then I was about to reach out and pull him loose a little.

Wenqing politely took a step back, blushing and saying that this was the design of the hat.

Yan Qi looked suspiciously at the other people wearing hats with normal expressions, and finally came to a conclusion:

This is probably a kind of performance art by Wenqing.

There are bound to be ups and downs on the road of performance art, so what does being strangled by the neck matter?

Yan Qi was very receptive. He calmly took out Wen Qiaofeng's electronic board and said to Wen Qing, "Take a look at this. Is the evidence we recorded useful? The incident happened suddenly, so it might not be comprehensive."

Wenqing took it and studied it carefully with several other people.

Supervisor A said with regret: "I'm afraid it won't work. It's too dim!"

Supervisor B also shook his head. "This can only be used as supporting evidence. If there is a motive for their crime, it might be more powerful."