Lan Qing continued walking forward as if he didn't notice anything. Lan Jue didn't turn around either.
Just as the two blades were about to land on his body, he suddenly waved his hand, and his right arm was flung backward as if it was broken.
The female colonel only felt that a huge vortex had suddenly appeared in front of her. The dual blades that she had always been proud of instantly became chaotic. Just as she was about to urge her ability and attack with all her might, the female colonel suddenly felt a chill run down her spine.
Just as she was about to activate her Discipline and attack with all her might, she realized that her Discipline disappeared without a trace. Then, a powerful shockwave hit her, and her body flew backward uncontrollably.
Just as she was about to fly in front of the Western Alliance general, a sudden force pulled her body back, preventing her from falling and injuring her.
Just as the female colonel was about to lunge forward again, she heard the general's voice from behind. "Enough, you're no match for him. He's already shown you mercy."
The female colonel's eyes were filled with indignation. She turned around and looked at the general of the Western Alliance. "General, they …"
By then, Lan Qing and Lan Jue had already walked far away and were about to enter the venue.
The general of the Western Alliance seemed to be deep in thought. "These two are not to be trifled with.
This isn't the Western Alliance. You'd better keep your temper in check. "
Colonel Xiaochen took a deep breath and suppressed the anger in her heart. 'I'll teach them a lesson sooner or later!'
Lan Qing and Lan Jue didn't pay much attention to the interlude just now.
They wouldn't hold a grudge against a colonel.
"I'm sorry, General Lan Qing. That colonel might have mistaken your rank.
You're too young. "The senior colonel of the Northern Alliance explained with a smile.
Lan Qing looked at his epaulet and nodded. "It's fine."
"I'm sorry, General Lan Qing." The senior colonel of the Northern Alliance suddenly said awkwardly.
"What's wrong?" Lan Qing looked at him.
"I was a little excited when I saw you just now and forgot to verify your identities. Can the two of you come with me to verify your identities with the equipment here?" He was indeed too excited just now.
Because he recognized Lan Qing, he brought them here directly, but he forgot the important procedures.
Lan Qing was easy to deal with as his position was very obvious.
However, although he found Lan Jue familiar, he did not recognize her.
Moreover.
Even if he could recognize it.
Identity verification was still a necessary procedure, as it was related to the safety of the conference.
"Alright!"
Lan Qing and his brother followed the senior colonel of the Northern Alliance to the side of the hall.
As Lan Jue walked, she scanned the area in front of her. It was very spacious, about the same size as the Huameng Assembly. The hall was semi-circular, and there were about 500 seats.
At the very front was the rostrum.
There were about twenty seats on the rostrum.
Without a doubt, Lan Qing would be one of them.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel proud.
When the senior colonel of the Northern Alliance led the two to the equipment on the side, they bumped into the Western Alliance General and his group.
"Ross, what's going on?" The leader of the Western Alliance side was also a senior colonel, and he asked curiously.
Ross smiled bitterly. "I forgot to verify my identity when I was outside, so I can only trouble the two of you to do it here.
Please lead the Western Alliance VIPs to their seats first. "
"Okay."
The conversation between the two senior colonels of the Northern Alliance.
However, it attracted the attention of the Western Alliance colonel named Xiaochen. She glanced at the general of the Western Alliance.
The general nodded at her, and then walked forward.
Xiaochen deliberately lagged behind, and her eyes also followed the Lan Jue and his brother.
She thought to herself, 'I want to see where these two guys came from.'
Lan Qing and Lan Jue handed their respective invitations to Ross.
Ross gestured for Lan Qing to proceed. Identity verification required fingerprints, DNA, and iris scans, all three of which were used simultaneously.
His DNA was verified by a bit of hair, and his fingerprint and iris scans were simple.
Lan Qing walked up to the equipment, and the verification began.
Before long, information about Lan Qing's identity appeared on the screen.
Xiaochen could see the entire screen from her angle. In the next instant, her entire body stiffened.
The screen read:
Lan Qing. General of the Eastern Alliance. General of the An Lun army. Youngest general in the history of the Eastern Alliance. General.
Member of the Eastern Alliance Military Council.
Paragon. Title: Peerless Light Emperor of Middle Heaven.
Titles: God of Wisdom, An Lun Supersoldier, etc.
Below that was a list of Lan Qing's accomplishments, and the time of his promotion.
He … he's the Eastern Alliance's An Lun Supersoldier, God of Wisdom, Prometheus … General. He's a general, not a Colonel?
How is this possible?
How can he be so young?
He … he …
Qiu Xiaochen stood there in shock. This was the very same An Lun Supersoldier that her superiors had told her to keep a close eye on. She even wanted to make friends with him.
Paragon, he's a Paragon!
Heavens!
How could one person be so blessed by the heavens?
Qiu Xiaochen had been trained from a young age to carry out special missions. She still remembered her superiors' orders to get close to the An Lun Supersoldier if possible. They were willing to pay any price.
But here he was, right in front of her, and she couldn't control her emotions.
She could see Lan Qing's resolute face, his cold expression. Then she thought back to her own actions. She'd been nothing more than a clown!
"Admiral, I've kept you waiting." Colonel Ross confirmed Lan Qing's identity, and handed the invitation back to him with even more respect.
Lan Qing nodded, and stepped aside.
It was Lan Jue's turn to take the identity test.
Qiu Xiaochen's eyes followed Lan Qing's every movement, until they were fixed on him.
Lan Qing sensed her gaze, and glanced back.
Qiu Xiaochen was a beauty, and a mixed-race one at that. She had a head of short, reddish-brown hair. Military women tended to have short hair, and large, black eyes.
That was because a quarter of her blood was from the Eastern Alliance.
She was tall and slender, not quite voluptuous, but perfectly balanced.
Paired with her cold, beautiful appearance, and capable aura, she was deadly.
Her legs were long enough to rival Tang Mi's.
But Lan Qing only glanced at her.
"Ah!
You're … "
Qiu Xiaochen was startled out of her reverie by a startled cry. She turned to the source.
What she saw was Ross's gaping mouth, a look of disbelief on his face.
The man who looked a bit like Lan Qing, the one who'd just attacked her. Was he someone special?
She looked at the screen again, and saw the same list of titles.
Lan Jue. Skyfire Avenue. Title: Jewelry Master.
Vice-Chairman of the Skyfire Avenue Committee. Commander of the Star Division.
Champion of the Great Adept Tournament.
He had the nickname: God King Zeus.
Once the King of Mercenaries.
God-ranked pilot, alongside the God of Wisdom, Prometheus, Hades, and Neptune.
Infinitely close to a Paragon.
(To be continued.)