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Shangguan Yu's eyes showed concern. She half-covered Feng Qingyue's petite body and led her to a corner. Seeing her best friend's serious expression, Feng Qingyue couldn't help but ask softly, "What's wrong?"

Shangguan Yu stared intently at the pretty girl in front of her and sighed, "Baby, you're dressed so beautifully, it's bound to make people jealous. I just saw those two looking at you, and they're not exactly friendly people."

Feng Qingyue hadn't expected her best friend to think so deeply. She pursed her lips, smiled faintly, and said, "Don't worry, baby, I know what I'm doing."

Shangguan Yu nodded: "Okay, I'll stay standing next to you the whole time."

When the warship was almost at Wan Hongxing, Ji Yuan slowly appeared.

He seemed to want to relax a bit on Wan Hongxing with them, so instead of wearing his imposing black military uniform, he changed into a white suit.

The girl accompanying Nangong Li whispered in Nangong Li's ear, "Lili, you and the Marshal are wearing the same color clothes! You two are so in sync." Nangong Li lowered her eyes, a hint of pleasure flashing in them. She pretended to be shy, glancing at Sarah unintentionally as she spoke, looking exactly like a shy girl whose secret had been exposed.

Sarah was furious at the woman's affected manner; it was disgusting. She rolled her eyes. But when her gaze fell on Feng Qingyue, she suddenly felt something was off.

Unlike the admiring or adoring gazes others gave Ji Yuan, this young girl looked at him with nothing but indifference, as if she were facing an ordinary person, not some imperial marshal or military god.

Looking at the neatly dressed and handsome man before her, Feng Qingyue found it hard to associate him with such a despicable act as stealing eggshells. The man had shed his black military uniform, which subtly softened his otherwise menacing aura; simply standing there, he was handsome enough to make anyone swoon.

Unwittingly, the man's gaze met hers in mid-air. Looking into his deep eyes, Feng Qingyue was momentarily stunned. She had to admit, this man was incredibly handsome, with a top-notch physique, and in his uniform, he was undeniably alluring.

Not missing the look of amazement in the young girl's eyes, Ji Yuan was in a good mood, and even the terrifying aura around him subsided considerably.

Sarah first glanced at Feng Qingyue, only to find her staring blankly in Ji Yuan's direction. She then turned to look at Ji Yuan, noticing that he was also meeting the gaze of the young girl across the crowd. A surge of envy and jealousy welled up within her. She envied Feng Qingyue's exceptional beauty, and was also jealous that such beauty had even caught the attention of Ji Yuan, who was usually indifferent to women.

She was still lost in her own wild imaginings, completely oblivious to the little white lotus blooming next door.

Nangong Li tidied her hair, composed herself, stepped forward, and gracefully bowed to Jiyuan: "Marshal, thank you for taking the time out of your busy schedule to travel with us. Thank you in advance."

Hearing the woman's presumptuous words, Feng Qingyue raised an eyebrow, finding it somewhat amusing: Who does she think she is, presumptuously believing that this trip is arranged by the marshal, and trying to stand out and attract attention at a time like this, without even considering the situation.

Ji Yuan looked at the woman who had suddenly appeared before him and listened to her outrageous remarks. Adhering to his usual royal etiquette, he replied in an extremely official manner: "Miss, this trip was not my idea. His Majesty arranged this trip out of consideration for everyone. However, if you wish to express your gratitude, you can go back and personally convey your thanks to His Majesty."

Nangong Li originally wanted to win over Ji Yuan and show him her gentleness, but she didn't expect him to respond like that. She was very embarrassed for a moment, clutching her skirt tightly with both hands, her eyes reddening, looking very aggrieved.

Ji Yuan ignored the woman; she had come to slap him in the face herself, so there was no need to sympathize with her.

He looked up at the little girl watching the play, a gentle smile unconsciously forming in his eyes. He ignored everyone else and walked towards Feng Qingyue.

As Sarah saw the man walking towards her, she couldn't help but glance at Nangong Li with great pride. Seeing that Nangong Li was embarrassed, Sarah happily straightened her skirt, tossed her long hair, and waited for the man she admired to come over.

The students were all quietly watching the drama unfold. They all knew that both of the Star Lord's daughters were in love with the Marshal, but unfortunately, the Marshal didn't interact with them much and hadn't shown any affection for either of the Star Lord's daughters. They all wanted to know who the Marshal would choose.

As Ji Yuan drew closer, Sarah spoke sweetly, "Marshal, it's been a long time." Ji Yuan paused in his steps toward Feng Qingyue, glancing at Sarah with a hint of confusion before replying politely and formally, "I'm sorry, I don't recall us ever having any connection."

After speaking, regardless of Sarah's reaction, he strode over to Feng Qingyue and raised his personal terminal: "Look at the personal terminal, it's a message from the teacher."

Despite his usual coldness and quietness, the students still noticed some changes.

Sarah's face darkened, and seeing the deep sarcasm and mockery in Nangong Li's eyes, she became even angrier. She blamed everything on Feng Qingyue, believing that she was the one who had done it.

Feng Qingyue felt the growing hatred and anger in the air and was speechless: "Damn it, I just came here to read a book, what's going on?"

Jiyuan originally came here specifically to see the little girl. He overheard his warriors discussing her beauty on the way, and feeling a little envious, he made up an excuse to come and take a look.

After he left, Feng Qingyue, on the verge of tears, hid her head behind Shangguan Yu, not wanting to see the probing eyes of the students or the eyes of the two who wanted to kill her.

This subtle and uncomfortable atmosphere persisted until they were about to disembark. Hearing that they could choose their own hotels, the young men and women began enthusiastically displaying their wealth.

Feng Qingyue never took such things to heart. She and Shangguan Yu stood by the porthole, admiring the view of Wan Hongxing outside the window.