After faking her death in interstellar space, the powerful woman disguised herself as a man and went

Alarm bells rang loudly in Leng Ran's heart. The gentle mental energy that had been drifting around for detection instantly became extremely sharp and aggressive.

How could he break through her mental concealment and accurately point out her identity!

The opponent's mental level was higher than hers! If what happened just now wasn't a normal telepathic transmission, but a mental attack... she couldn't imagine the consequences.

Who is he!

"Mo Li, come find me."

Within his mental vision, a black figure flashed by, a cold glint in his eyes. He drew a throwing knife from his waist and hid it in the sleeve of his trench coat. Then, he lightly jumped off the tree branch and ran across the soft ground.

The other party knew her identity but deliberately revealed it to her... The motive is unclear, and it's extremely dangerous!

If they are the enemy, she must silence them tonight!

Leng Ran followed the other party's deliberately exposed trail and circled around to the depths of a dense forest far from the factory.

As expected, the spot where the figure in black had just stood was now empty.

He scoffed coldly, "Trying to play these tricks on me?"

The next second, Leng Ran flipped both wrists at the same time, and six throwing knives shot out of the air, flying towards the treetops in different directions!

A poplar tree to the south rustled, and the cold grappling hook immediately locked onto it, rapidly closing the distance to its target!

A black figure, seeing that Leng Ran had spotted him, jumped down from the treetop and turned to look at Leng Ran. Leng Ran seized the opportunity to pursue him, giving him no chance to escape. He chased after him like a ghost, and the last throwing knife in his hand was already pressed against the other's carotid artery.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Leng Ran ripped off the optical disguise device from his collar, her tone icy: "Who are you?"

The man held to the knife showed no panic; instead, he chuckled softly, and the insignia of the Lingyun Army, with two swords clashing, appeared in mid-air.

Friendly forces? She raised an eyebrow coldly; this was the first time she had seen any Lingyun Army members other than herself.

Leng Ran stepped aside slightly. Although they were allies, this startling entrance still annoyed her.

“A member of the Lingyun Army, codenamed ‘Shence’.” The man removed his wide black hood, and his long silver hair, tied up high, brushed against his cold face as he entered her field of vision first.

He glanced back at Leng Ran, a faint smile playing in his pale purple eyes.

"Nice to meet you, my partner."

Upon seeing the other party fully reveal their identity, Leng Ran's pupils trembled slightly. He sheathed his knife, leaned against a tree trunk, and sized up his parachuted partner.

The long, silver hair... reminded her of Zhao Lesong. Who would have thought that she, a lone wolf for years, would one day be assigned a partner?

"Your surname is Zhao?" Leng Ran paused for a few seconds, his eyes gradually darkening. "There's no mistake, you're from the Zhao family. At this age... you're Zhao Yuheng."

“Not bad.” Zhao Yuheng put on the gentle smile unique to the Zhao family again. “But here, you must call me Shence. From today onwards, I am your partner commander.”

He coldly twirled the knife: "How come I didn't know you had a new partner?"

“Both the Lingyun and Fuhai armies require commanders and individual soldiers to carry out missions, but due to the special nature of the Illuminati, you have been the only one all these years.” Zhao Yuheng said in a gentle tone, “But now that you have come to Stormstar, the situation is different.”

“Zhao Yuheng.” He stood up coldly and approached step by step. “I see a familiar shadow in you.”

“You are essentially the same kind of person as me. Partners are never a necessity.”

He deliberately tested and provoked Leng Ran by sending her a telepathic message without revealing his identity.

This doesn't seem like something a so-called "partner" would do, and someone like this as a partner would be completely unable to make Leng Ran lower her guard.

“Military orders are absolute. I am now your partner, and according to special forces regulations, this will not change until the end of our lives.” Zhao Yuheng smiled. “Hard man, remember your identity.”

“Of course, partner.” Leng Ran deliberately emphasized the last two words, tossing him the optical disguise device she had snatched. “I activated mental concealment and disguised my appearance. How did you find me?”

Zhao Yuheng said gently, "Well, you didn't have a partner before, so naturally you didn't know about this."

"The Lingyun Army badge in everyone's spiritual sea is unique and can be tracked by the command system that has mastered the method, thereby finding teammates."

"So that's how it is. What's the difference between this and surveillance?" Leng Ran laughed. "It's not just about finding teammates, but more about preventing members from defecting."

Zhao Yuheng nodded: "Your thinking is not bad."

Leng Ran: "So, what's the tracking method? Tell me about it. I'm very interested too."

Zhao Yuheng shrugged: "I don't have the authority to teach you the method. If you really want to learn, you might as well ask Commander Zhao."

Leng Ran was suddenly filled with many thoughts.

The fact that military badges are traceable was something Zhao Fox had never mentioned to her.

Is it because I trust her too much? Or am I still wary of her?

She and Zhao Lesong were never on equal footing; he knew too many of her secrets, while she knew nothing about him.

It seems I really need to have a good talk with Zhao the Fox.

"Let's get down to business. I've been staking out this place for a few days now, and I've found the entrance." Zhao Yuheng put his optical disguise device back on and then took out a blue cube.

“Hidden, but a low-end version.” Zhao Yuheng approached Leng Ran. “This thing has a limited coverage area, about one meter in diameter. So, remember to stay close to me.”

Leng Ran: "Fine, lead the way."

With the help of concealment, Zhao Yuheng led Leng Ran swaggering into the interior of the abandoned factory, arrived at a rusty iron gate, and stuck a virus chip on the gate.

The iron gate began to tremble violently, as if it were fighting against some force. In the end, it was defeated and a crack appeared in the middle, revealing a portal.

The two stepped into the door together. After a moment of dizziness, they opened their eyes and were greeted by a clean and tidy white corridor with rows of rooms on both sides, each door painted with a golden sun.

On the surface, this place is no different from the base Leng Ran had visited before.

"This should be familiar to you by now, right?" Zhao Yuheng smiled faintly again. "Let's move forward. By the way, materials that isolate mental energy are generally not soundproof."