The Marshal’s Wife is Wild
Chapter 117 - 116: League 2, Shall I Take Over?

Chapter 117: Chapter 116: League 2, Shall I Take Over?

In the midst of everyone’s eager cries, Si Yuting and Feng Lin stepped onto the stage from opposite sides.

Qu Tong didn’t absorb much of the speech, but she was filled with the cheering and screaming around her.

Even Rong Yueqing beside her was so excited that her little face turned red, although her enthusiasm was directed differently from the others.

"Prince Consort Sister, with your Admiral so popular, you must be under a lot of pressure, right?"

Song Ke joined the conversation, "That’s probably the price of happiness."

"That’s true, it’s my first time seeing your Empire’s male god, and he does seem even more handsome and distinguished than my brother."

Qu Tong leaned close to Rong Yueqing, "They are not the same style; His Highness has a stern and ascetic look, while your brother leans more towards an ethereal and delicate beauty."

"My brother is not weak, he is also very aloof," Rong Yueqing defended her brother.

"I mean in appearance."

Qu Tong smiled slightly, her gaze passing over the crowd and landing on the man on stage who was the center of attention.

Si Yuting, as if sensing her gaze, looked in her direction.

Despite the distance, Si Yuting managed to locate Qu Tong with his extraordinary physical capabilities.

From afar, Si Yuting could see the calm smile on Qu Tong’s lips, but he couldn’t discern the emotions in her eyes.

Only Rong Yueqing, who was closest to Qu Tong and had been paying attention to her, saw the indifference in Qu Tong’s eyes—the demeanor of someone who views worldly affairs lightly and listens to the years like a song, remaining unshaken by praise or criticism.

This feeling didn’t seem like the way she imagined someone would look at the person they liked. Shouldn’t the gaze from the Princess Consort to the Admiral be filled with joy and affection?

Rong Yueqing was startled by her own thoughts and quickly shook her head.

Perhaps everyone expresses their affection in different ways; she heard that Marshal Si even personally escorted the Princess Consort to her chambers.

Noticing the shift in Si Yuting’s gaze, Feng Lin also followed it, but he didn’t see anything special.

He resumed the previous topic, "Marshal Si, if you’re willing to trade with the Cheng Family’s Energy Liquid, I am ready to give you an additional ten percent."

Si Yuting withdrew his gaze and weighed his response, not giving an immediate answer: "I can’t decide that; I’ll give Captain Feng a reply later."

"That works," Feng Lin agreed readily.

Although Hao Liang’s potions were effective, there was a limited supply each month, hardly enough for one legion, let alone enough to share with the other legions, making the quantity even scarcer.

Hearing that the Cheng Family’s Energy Liquid, which was exclusively supplied to the First Army Corps, had better effects than those of the Research Institute, he naturally couldn’t miss out.

The pre-game mobilization proceeded according to plan, with Feng Lin also stepping forward to say a few words, and even the Empress expressed her interest in this competition and her encouragement to the students through a remote projection.

Just having Si Yuting sitting there was the best form of motivation.

After the principals introduced the relevant officials, the introduction to the competition rules began.

The competition, not very different from the previous ones, was a team points race.

Killing the Star Beasts, collecting Energy Plants, and eliminating other teams would all earn corresponding points.

With the explosion of giant ribbon fireworks in the sky and the colorful ribbons falling, the Military Competition was officially announced to have begun.

Students from various schools began organizing to receive their identity cards and competition supplies.

It was at this moment that Xu An and others realized that they had overlooked one issue—they had forgotten to choose a team captain.

The seven looked at each other, and then six unanimously turned their gaze to Song Ke, the most powerful among them.

Song Ke: "Don’t look at me; I’ve only been responsible for fighting before, never lead a team, and can’t lead either."

He Zhou also spoke up: "Anyone can lead, I can’t, my coordination is poor."

Cheng Yao: "I’m not suitable either."

Fei Wenxing: "I’m not smart enough."

Xu An: "I don’t have the confidence either."

Rong Yueqing: "My strength is too low, I will hold everyone back."

In the end, only Qu Tong was left.

"Shall I do it?" Qu Tong pointed to herself and raised an eyebrow.

"Sure."

"I don’t mind."

"Fine by me."

"Then it’s up to you, Sister Tong."

Qu Tong: "..."

Is this decision really okay to make so rashly?

Finally, she too experienced what it felt like to be pushed into something reluctantly.

The mini live streaming orb above her head broadcasted this scene and gave a close-up of Qu Tong’s expression at the moment.

A week ago, the school had already compiled and uploaded student information to allow viewers to better watch the competition; each frame displayed the basic information of the team.

Seeing this scene, netizens commented hotly:

[Has the team gone mad? They actually let an F-rank trash lead them.]

[The Princess Consort just enrolled this year, right? Does she have any experience leading a team? Hope she’s not leading them into a ditch.]

[Mind your language, the ’trash’ you’re speaking of is the Empire’s Princess Consort, and her husband is at the scene.]

[Hahahaha, too funny, others choose the strongest for their captain, they chose the weakest.]

[The students from the First Military Academy are hilarious. What times are these to still be upholding the traditional virtues of modesty and politeness.]

[Am I the only one who noticed? There is a little princess from another country in their team.]

[Saw it a long time ago, the Kasa Empire calls her the ’trash beauty’, quite similar to our Princess Consort. No wonder they are on the same team, hahaha!]

The author of the last comment had their screen turn black and their account was banned the next second.

In the Imperial Palace of Capital Star, the Empress elegantly flicked her manicured nails and returned to the streaming interface.

"Ling’er, you’re the Empress, constantly abusing your private power is not good." Si Chen, who was watching the live stream with her, said helplessly.

"I’m purifying the internet environment," the Empress said unconcernedly.

"The communication department is the one to manage the internet environment. If you keep this up, you’re going to have to listen to those old fogies nagging again tomorrow," the Emperor advised earnestly.

"This person not only attacked my daughter-in-law but also incited conflict between the two countries. Just say that when the time comes," she said with logical reasoning, and at the end, she added nonchalantly, "If they don’t listen, then never mind, it’s just a matter of zoning out for an extra two minutes, no big deal."

Si Chen: "..."

Meanwhile.

Qu Tong had no choice but to reluctantly accept the heavy responsibility, but there were still some things that needed to be made clear. After all, she didn’t insist on being the team leader, but since she was going to be one, she intended to do it well.

"Let’s get one thing straight: if I’m leading the team, you’ll follow my orders. You can make suggestions, but I decide whether to take them. Agreed?"

Everyone had no objections.

During this delay, the neighboring teams had already started to enjoy the spectacle.

"I really didn’t expect this, choosing Qu Tong as the team captain. Is our Miss thinking of giving up on herself?" a girl’s sharp voice rang out from beside them.

Fei Wenxing was about to flare up, but after seeing who the girl was, she turned her gaze towards Song Ke.

Cheng Yao quietly informed Qu Tong that the little girl standing beside Lan Weiying was Song Ke’s sister Song Nuan, who really had a different style from Song Ke.

Song Ke remained silent without responding, but Song Nuan continued to mock: "Last year you at least got an all-A team, what, planning to be last this year? I really look down on you."

"Just mind your own business," Song Ke replied sternly.