After the video was released, there were immediately many voices of doubt.

“The Xuanwu Legion was disbanded twenty years ago. This photoshop job is too careless, isn’t it?”

“Anything for traffic, no shame at all?”

“What’s the difference between leeching off war traffic and profiting from a national disaster?!”

“Suggest banning.”

The account that posted the video update was scolded onto the hot search by a large number of netizens.

Bai Yi didn’t dare look away, constantly refreshing, not even caring to drink his tea.

He had the butler call over the family’s technical personnel to analyze the authenticity of the video.

Waiting for ten minutes in extreme agitation, Bai Yi couldn’t help but ask: “Not done yet?!”

The technician sat in the corner, fingers flying over the keyboard, panicked: “From what I can see so far, it’s the original video, but I can’t rule out special processing. I’m checking it one by one.”

In just this short while, Bai Yi was so anxious that blisters formed at the corners of his mouth.

The butler took two steps closer and advised: “Master, standing is tiring. Sit there and have a cup of tea. When there’s a result, I’ll bring him over.”

“Drink, drink, drink! How can I drink?!”

Bai Yi stood with his hands behind his back, his face gloomy. “If the Xuanwu Legion is still around, then he must not be dead!”

Without needing much explanation, the butler knew who the “he” referred to was.

“It should be impossible. We searched everywhere back then. If they were fine, why didn’t they come back?” the butler said carefully. “The video must be fake. Don’t worry too much.”

Just as he finished speaking, he heard the technician stammer.

“Sir, I checked with both AI intelligence and manually. This video shows no traces of processing.”

Seeing Bai Yi glare over, his eyes terrifying as if he would kill him over a disagreement, the technician’s heart jumped in fear. He hurriedly added: “But I can’t rule out the use of higher technology that my inspection methods can’t detect.”

The technicians recruited here were all leaders in the field. If they couldn’t detect anything, it basically meant the video was real.

Bai Yi’s face turned completely black.

---

Regardless of how intense the online noise was, the various units of the Xuanwu Legion were methodically assisting other legions in rescue and clearing operations.

Just after Bo Jin finished issuing orders, Pei Zhenyue’s communication request came in.

“How are your people holding up?” Pei Zhenyue, dressed in a marshal’s uniform, sat behind his desk with a serious expression.

Bo Jin gestured for his subordinates to proceed while answering as he walked towards the command seat: “We’ve shortened their shift times. It’s not a big problem.”

Pei Zhenyue: “I’ll pass the word down. You only need to provide rear support. Stay away from areas with strong sonic waves.”

Weak constitutions were more susceptible to sonic waves.

“Who will handle the sonic wave sources then?” Bo Jin sat down and raised his eyes to look at him.

Pei Zhenyue crossed his hands in front of him: “It’s more suitable for Extreme Shadow to do this. They have stronger resistance to sonic waves.”

He spoke euphemistically, but Bo Jin didn’t intend to beat around the bush with him.

“Even modified subjects aren’t completely unaffected by sonic waves. Dumping all the most dangerous work on them isn’t appropriate.”

Thinking he was worried Extreme Shadow couldn’t complete it, Pei Zhenyue explained: “Don’t worry, that kid Chi Yao is a bit bad, but he’s reliable on big matters.”

“If you dump it on him, that’s even worse.” Bo Jin was expressionless, refusing to yield a single step.

Pei Zhenyue didn’t understand: “Why?”

He kept the Xuanwu troops away from the sonic waves purely out of consideration for Xuanwu’s safety, yet Bo Jin was completely unappreciative.

Bo Jin: “How could I watch my son take risks?”

Pei Zhenyue was stunned, his brows gradually knitting together. He didn’t react for a long time.

“You—when did you adopt him as your godson?”

Bo Jin explained unhurriedly: “He is my son, biological.”

Pei Zhenyue: “!!!”

---

On the Anbu (Shadow Department) warship, Lin Chengde was discussing the next deployment with a group of old comrades.

Currently, although the military strength on all battlefields wasn’t abundant, it was barely enough.

The messy star pirate circle, with Chi Yao suppressing it, was the backbone of the support force.

Flying Dragon and Xuanwu roamed various battlefields, responsible for emergency support and monster annihilation.

Currently, Anbu needed to allocate some manpower to control the captured “Ghosts” and various sites, while guarding against the organizational forces still hiding in the dark. Protecting everyone’s rear was an arduous task.

“Sir, the Marshal is connecting via video!”

Hearing his subordinate shout, Lin Chengde waved his hand without turning his head, signaling to connect.

“Old Lin, you’re really fucking unkind!”

Suddenly hearing Pei Zhenyue’s scolding in his ear, Lin Chengde looked up from the map, almost scolded into confusion.

“How am I fucking unkind?”

Pei Zhenyue: “Chi Yao is Bo Jin’s son, why didn’t you tell me?!”

Lin Chengde tilted his ear slightly, truly confused now.

“Who is whose son?!”

The Anbu officers meeting around Lin Chengde: “Holy crap!”

Seeing his expression was even more miserable than his own, Pei Zhenyue probed: “You didn’t know either?”

Lin Chengde’s brain buzzed, and it took him a long time to process.

“Chi Yao is Bo Jin’s son? Apart from both being human, where do they look alike?!”

Seeing he wasn’t lying, Pei Zhenyue felt a little better.

At least he wasn’t the last to know.

“I think they look quite alike.” Pei Zhenyue huffed coldly. “Equally ruthless, willing to sacrifice anything to achieve their goals.”

Lin Chengde flashed back to the first time he saw Chi Yao, covered in blood holding a dog, and couldn’t help muttering.

“He was really ruthless to this son—”

Suddenly thinking of something, he looked up abruptly.

“Regardless of whether he’s Bo Jin’s son or not, you’re not allowed to fight me for him.”

Seeing the map open in front of him, Pei Zhenyue was just about to talk business but rolled his eyes upon hearing this.

“The seedling I found is much more upright than yours.”

Lin Chengde sneered: “That’s not necessarily true.”

The officers forced to listen to the whole thing: “…”

You two are fighting to the death; have you asked the opinions of those two little seedlings?

---

At the same time, the same topic was being discussed everywhere inside Flying Dragon.

When Yan Kai went to the cafeteria to get food for his boss, the soldier serving food pulled him aside and asked in a whisper.

“Bro, is Chi Yao really Major General Bo’s son?”

Yan Kai’s eyes widened.

“Huh? Where did you hear that rumor?”

The soldier pointed to his terminal, looking innocent: “Everyone is saying it. They say Major General Bo said it himself.”

Yan Kai: “Holy crap!”

Lu Meng returned with the vanguard troops, rushing to the command cabin with a parched throat, just wanting a sip of good tea.

Just as he reached the door, he was pulled back by Yan Kai.

“Director Lu.” Yan Kai looked left and right like a thief, lowering his voice. “Heard Chi Yao is Major General Bo’s son. Is it true?”

Lu Meng was hot and just wanted to pry his hand away. Hearing this, he suddenly paused.

“What kind of nonsense is that?!”

Yan Kai blinked innocently.

“Major General Bo said it himself.”

Lu Meng: “Holy crap!”

Inside the command cabin, Jing Xi was video calling Chi Yao.

“I have five more places here, then I’ll take the Flying Fish Constellation No. 4 military jump point to the White Crane Constellation.”

In the window, Chi Yao was sitting eating an orange, occasionally throwing a piece to the Ying Weilying at his feet.

“I also have five more battlefields.”

Jing Xi: “Which jump point are you taking? I’ll apply for permission for you.”

Chi Yao glanced at the holographic map floating in mid-air.

“No. 3, passing through White Crane Constellation.”

Although he asked, Jing Xi was already submitting the pass for jump point No. 3.

A smile floated in his eyes: “Our routes overlap for half an hour.”

Chi Yao rested his chin on his hand, humming: “For this half hour, I have to wait another half month.”

Jing Xi looked at the battlefield distribution map and the corresponding sound wave intensity for each battlefield.

“Almost there. We split into three routes; at most another month and we can clear them all.”

Hanging up the video call, Lu Meng came in to report, occasionally looking at him with an indescribable expression.

Jing Xi: “Anything else?”

Lu Meng opened his mouth and shook his head: “Nothing.”

Can’t ask!

The star pirate we fought for years is actually my idol’s son. This is too melodramatic! How can I face my idol in the future?!

“Waaah—”

Jing Xi had just looked down to organize data when he suddenly heard sobbing. Looking up, Lu Meng, this big tough Alpha, was crying.

“…”

He organized his words.

“If you feel great psychological pressure, you can go to the medical area to see a psychologist.”

Lu Meng shook his head, sadness welling up from within, unable to stop.

“Boss, say, if I bring two old hens to Major General Bo, will he forgive me? Boohoohoo—”

Jing Xi: “…”

You still have chickens.

---

Half a month later, the Extreme Shadow warship docked with the Flying Dragon main ship.

Chi Yao strode out, waving his hand: “Free time for the next half hour.”

Li Yuan hooted and followed him out.

“Going to steal Lu Meng’s chickens. Who’s coming? Join the group!”

“I’ll go!”

“Add me!”

Meeting after nearly a month, Chi Yao was in a very good mood.

The warship hatch opened, and Jing Xi waited at the end of the steps, looking up at him.

“Did you miss me so much you couldn’t eat?” Chi Yao walked down and took Jing Xi’s hand.

The two held hands and returned to the rest cabin as if no one else was around.

Jing Xi was amused: “Big fish and meat every meal.”

Chi Yao: “Eating more but getting thinner?”

Jing Xi: “My weight hasn’t changed in half a year.”

On the way back, they could occasionally feel gazes from around them.

Chi Yao smiled: “What’s up? I haven’t been here for a month, and now I’m being watched like a monkey?”

The soldiers on duty on both sides of the aisle couldn’t help straightening their backs, looking straight ahead but thinking in their hearts: You look much better than a monkey.

Chi Yao didn’t consider himself a restrained person. After returning to the rest cabin, he tightened his grip on the held hand, his eyes darkening.

“Xixi, I want to—”

Jing Xi nodded: “I want to too.”

The two hit it off immediately and rushed a few steps into—the kitchen.

A moment later, they were each slurping a large bowl of noodles, eating happily.

Chi Yao opened his mouth to catch the peeled prawn Jing Xi fed him, personally experiencing what “absence makes the heart grow fonder” meant.

Just eating a meal together was so happy he felt like melting.

Seeing Jing Xi’s cheeks puffed out from eating, his usual aloofness faded a lot. Chi Yao couldn’t help laughing: “Is it good?”

Jing Xi nodded.

While he wasn’t paying attention, Chi Yao leaned over and stole a kiss. Before he could be happy, he was almost soured to the point of vomiting.

“How much vinegar did you put?! Blegh—”

Jing Xi swallowed the noodles in his mouth and said obediently: “Only poured half a bottle.”

Chi Yao: “…”

You still think that’s not enough?

Half an hour passed quickly; eating took up all but ten minutes.

Chi Yao handed the bowl and chopsticks to the housekeeping robot, checked the time, and stood up: “Let’s go to the command cabin. I have something to tell you.”

Walking to the door, Jing Xi suddenly hugged him from behind.

“Stay one more minute.”

Chi Yao turned around, leaned against the door, pulled the person in front of him, and chuckled lightly.

“Say you like me, and I’ll grant you one wish.”

Jing Xi: “I like you.”

Chi Yao: “You should resist a little.”

Jing Xi held the door with one hand, pressing close, his gaze sweeping over the corner of Chi Yao’s lips.

“Time is tight; I don’t want to resist.”

Watching him approach, Chi Yao chuckled low.

When the tips of their noses touched, he tilted his head slightly to kiss him.

Just as their lips were about to touch, Chi Yao suddenly paused, pulled back with a wooden face, and said calmly: “No, too sour. Change to something else.”

Stopped right at the critical moment, Jing Xi: “…”

He chased after him: “Not enough time for anything else.”

Chi Yao tried to turn his head to dodge: “No.”

Jing Xi held his face, his expression focused and serious: “Bear with it, it’ll be over soon.”

Chi Yao was forced to purse his lips and was kissed by Jing Xi.

“Xixi, calm down, calm—mph!”

The sour taste spread in his mouth, and Chi Yao felt like he was ascending to heaven.

He frowned, turned around, pressed Jing Xi against the door, and regained the initiative.

When the cabin door opened, Fang Liang and Yan Kai had both arrived.

Fang Liang: “Boss, we should prepare to depart.”

Chi Yao: “Mm.”

With only three minutes left, the group quickly rushed to the hangar.

Chi Yao said to Jing Xi: “After you finish the one in White Crane Constellation, go support the battlefield. I’ll handle the rest.”

Based on sound wave intensity, they divided the risks into high, medium, and low levels. High risks required them and Bo Jin to handle personally.

So far, only six high-risk areas remained.

Jing Xi nodded, not arguing with him on this matter.

“After the high-risk areas are cleared to zero, we’ll regroup.”

Chi Yao: “Mm.”

Back on the Extreme Shadow warship, Fang Liang’s gaze swept over the tooth mark on Chi Yao’s lower lip: “What happened to your mouth?”

Chi Yao brushed his finger over it and chuckled lightly: “Bitten by a little wild cat.”

Fang Liang: “…”

Just as they were about to fly out of the Flying Dragon main ship, Chi Yao’s terminal suddenly rang.

It was a video call from Pei Zhenyue.

He accepted it, and it turned out to be a group video call.

Holographic projections of Lin Chengde, Jing Xi, and Bo Jin also appeared in the open space simultaneously.

“Bai Yi has escaped from the Capital Star.”

Pei Zhenyue looked at them. “Time for the main course—”