Xiao Yingtao spoke of last night’s events with such enthusiasm that she nearly sprayed words everywhere.

After hearing her account, Shan Yidao and Xing Zizhou couldn’t admire Feng Jiu’er enough!

“You’re a living, breathing Divine Healer!” Shan Yidao was more excited than if he himself had saved someone.

They were on the same team, after all. Having a Divine Healer on their squad was something to be proud of.

Xing Zizhou also looked at Feng Jiu’er with fresh respect: “You truly can’t judge by appearance!”

“Why? Does our Jiu’er have an appearance that shouldn’t be judged? Jiu’er is a great beauty—you just lack appreciation!” Xiao Yingtao glared at him fiercely.

“Yes, yes, yes, Jiu’er is a great beauty, and it’s my lack of taste,” Xing Zizhou said with a grin.

Only Mu Mu watched Feng Jiu’er quietly from beginning to end, without uttering a single word.

Jiu’er didn’t know what attitude to take toward him. She’d thought that after her confession last night, things would be awkward today.

But in reality, Mu Mu remained Mu Mu—still the most serious squad leader, and his demeanor toward Jiu’er seemed no different than before.

“Mu Mu!” Xiao Yingtao bounded up to him with a smile: “Why aren’t you reacting at all? Don’t you think Jiu’er is amazing?”

Mu Mu looked at Feng Jiu’er in the distance, his expression rather indifferent: “I’m afraid it will bring considerable trouble in the future.”

“What do you mean?” Xiao Yingtao looked bewildered.

Mu Mu ignored her and walked up to Feng Jiu’er, saying gravely: “From now on, when I’m not by your side, you must stay vigilant.”

“Mu Mu…”

“No one knows who’s behind Zeng Lanyu. You must be careful yourself.”

Feng Jiu’er nodded: “I understand.”

He was serious, but his concern warmed her heart nonetheless.

There was no ambiguity, no flattery—just genuine care.

“What’s wrong? Mu Mu, are you suspecting that—”

Xiao Yingtao’s words were cut off by Mu Mu: “Too much talk brings loss.”

Xiao Yingtao bit her lip and fell silent with a huff.

Everyone understood that Jiu’er had made quite the impression last night, and having spent a night alone with the Ninth Prince in a tent meant countless eyes would be watching her from now on.

A big tree attracts wind—and that was never a good thing.

The collective training began, with Huo Yan standing before everyone as always.

But today, there were over two hundred new recruits added.

The Longqi Army now divided into twelve teams, and Feng Jiu’er’s group remained Team 42.

“Today’s training: cross over those mountain peaks. Someone will meet you there. Each person will bring back your name tablet. The team that takes the longest will have one person eliminated!”

Another elimination round!

“But our team has someone who was injured yesterday,” Xiao Yingtao said anxiously.

Huo Yan’s cold, merciless gaze swept over her as she gave a curt response: “Yingtao, fifty push-ups in plank position.”

Fifty! From a delicate little girl!

Yet not a single person in the entire Longqi Army dared say anything.

Xiao Yingtao bit her lip, knowing she’d made a mistake, and didn’t dare speak further. She dropped down and began her fifty push-ups in plank position.

“Longqi Army, hear my command! Depart immediately!”

What? All five members of Team 42 were completely stunned! Xiao Yingtao’s plank position had just started, and everyone was supposed to leave already?

“Don’t panic—take your time,” Mu Mu’s voice seemed to have the power to calm anyone’s heart.

Xiao Yingtao gritted her teeth, eyes reddening as she sped up!

They were already behind everyone else from the start, and if they didn’t hurry, their team might end up being the slowest today! But fifty repetitions—how could they be easy for a young girl?