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

Seeing Leng Ran approaching, He Xiting stood up abruptly; "Ali, you've finally arrived! We were just waiting for you!"

"Sorry, I ran into someone I know, so we chatted for a bit longer." Leng Ran pulled out a chair and sat down. "So, what mission are we going on today?"

Yue Qiufeng shook his head: "No missions today."

Leng Ran was taken aback: "Not doing missions? Not participating in competitions? Then what are you doing at the Mercenary Guild?"

Gao Xiao said mysteriously, "We have more important things to do."

He Xiting slammed his fist on the table and shouted, "Yes! We're going to form a team! Today!"

"Xixi, don't rush." ​​Zhao Yuheng smiled gently. "Although you'd probably agree to join, we still need to ask for your opinion. Ali, are you willing...?"

Before Zhao Yuheng could finish speaking, Leng Ran immediately replied, "I have no problem."

Zhao Yuheng smiled even more broadly: "Okay, since you said so yourself, then I'll submit the team application information now."

A message popped up, asking Leng Ran if she would accept Zhao Yuheng's invitation to join the team. She decisively clicked "accept".

He Xiting was very excited: "Great! Ali agreed, let's go to the front desk to activate the team now."

Gao Xiao was also delighted: "Let's go! Let's get in line at the front desk! There are so many people today..."

Just as Leng Ran stood up, a discordant voice came from behind her.

"Silver Moon! I know it's you." Su Nanting said angrily, "What kind of hero hides like this? If you're a real man, come and fight me one-on-one!"

The murmurs that had been drifting around suddenly stopped, and everyone turned to look at Leng Ran and Su Nanting with scrutinizing eyes.

“Su Nanting, and Nangong Chen are also there.”

"He said Silver Moon? Is that person with their back to us really Silver Moon?"

"Qiming Military Academy has come looking for trouble? Are they bullying us?"

Amidst the anticipation of the crowd, Leng Ran slowly turned around, her gaze towards Su Nanting carrying a hint of coldness.

"And who are you? Why should I fight you one-on-one?"

“You…” Su Nanting felt insulted. The formidable opponent he thought he was a formidable opponent didn’t even recognize him!

The crowd erupted in discussion once again.

"Silver Moon has admitted it? He admitted it!"

"Default mech soldier face, spotting a wild Silver Moon master!"

"Why blindly praise Silver Moon? Su Nanting is also very powerful! There must be a reason why he could take on Silver Moon one-on-one!"

"Su Nanting, leave this to me." Nangong Chen patted Su Nanting's shoulder lightly, stepped out from behind him, and looked at Zhao Yuheng with a fixed gaze. "We meet again, Young Master Yu."

"I just heard from your people that you're forming a team. Since Silvermoon isn't willing to fight one-on-one, would your team be interested in having a match against us?"

“This isn’t something I can decide,” Zhao Yuheng said with a calm smile. “You should ask our team captain.”

Nangong Chen frowned: "Not you? You actually gave up the captain's position?"

“It’s not that I’m giving way, but that someone is more suitable than me.” Zhao Yuheng turned to look at Leng Ran. “Yin Yue, what do you think?”

Huh? The captain gave it to her?

Leng Ran opened the information panel and saw that a small line of text had appeared in the team section.

Team: Dawn [Captain] (Not activated, please activate at the Mercenary Guild reception desk)

Zhao Yuheng's lips curled up, and he transmitted his thoughts: "Mo Li, I asked you, and you agreed to it yourself."

Leng Ran: "Zhao Yuheng... I thought you were asking me if I wanted to join."

Zhao Yuheng: "Who allowed someone to interrupt me?"

While Leng Ran and Zhao Yuheng were on a encrypted call, Nangong Chen also walked up to Leng Ran and confronted her.

"Hmph, what a surprise." Nangong Chen's eyes were filled with disdain. "Since you're the captain, Silver Moon, how about a sparring match?"

"Nangong Chen... I think I remember who you are now." His cold eyes were filled with oppressive force. "You're just defeated opponents, you're not worthy of my attention."

"Silver Moon, you've gone too far!"

Su Nanting's fist, carrying a fierce gust of wind, struck Leng Ran's face directly. Yue Qiufeng, who had been observing the situation from the side, suddenly jumped out, blocking Leng Ran's path. He formed his right palm and took the punch head-on, taking two steps back before regaining his footing.

This angry punch was indeed quite powerful. Yue Qiufeng hid his slightly trembling right arm behind his back, standing silently in front of Leng Ran, his posture as upright as a pine tree.

Seeing this, Leng Ran's face darkened slightly, and his fists clenched involuntarily.

Having calmed down a bit, Su Nanting reluctantly retreated to Nangong Chen's side.

“There are quite a few experts here. Which military academy are you from? Hundred Battles, Capital, or Storm?” Nangong Chen glanced at Yue Qiufeng, quickly recalling Yue Qiufeng’s performance in the map competition. “With your strength, you can’t be unknowns from ordinary military academies.”

Gao Xiao retorted angrily, "What the hell? Where's your father? We're from your father's military academy!"

He Xiting and Gao Xiao rarely stood together: "That's right!"

Nangong Chen snorted coldly: "Fine, see you at the military academy performance. Gongzi Yu, I'm really looking forward to our official duel, so don't disappoint me."

"Su Nanting, let's go." Nangong Chen turned and left. Even though Su Nanting was unwilling, she still chose to leave with Nangong Chen and head towards the gate.

"Wait, I've changed my mind." Leng Ran kicked the chair away, took out a throwing knife from his inventory, and nimbly twirled it in his right hand.

A murderous intent flashed in Leng Ran's eyes, and the throwing knife was suddenly hurled, flying towards Su Nanting!

A sharp whooshing sound rang in Su Nanting's ears as a throwing knife whistled past, grazing his ear and causing a sharp pain. Warm blood dripped slowly down his cheek, staining half of his face red.

The throwing knife traversed the entire hall before finally embedding itself in the wooden wall. The blade was completely embedded in the wall, while the hilt was still trembling slightly.

A cold voice rang out from behind Su Nanting.

"Su Nanting, I accept the challenge. This throwing knife is my response to your challenge."

"Public challenge at 8 PM tonight, come and fight."

Since she hurt her good brother, she shouldn't be surprised if she gets serious.