After the incident between Sheng Xia and Lin Yu'er, the fighting training ended smoothly without any setbacks.

However, the air pressure was extremely low.

Wherever Mo Shangjun goes, people will definitely feel the chilling atmosphere, and no one dares to slack off.

Others didn't understand Mo Shangyun, but Yan Gui knew a little about Mo Shangyun, and felt a little worried.

Mo Mo must be angry...

Moreover, it's not just ordinary anger.

He was 100% sure that Shengxia must have the intention of "deliberately harming" Lin Yu'er, that's why Mo Mo was so angry.

The more Yan Gui thought about it, the more worried he became. He was not even sad that he had deducted "8 points" for no reason.

"Today's combat training ends here," Mo Shangjun stood at the front of the formation, holding a loudspeaker, his voice cold and emotionless, "Those who are injured, go to the infirmary with Instructor Ji for treatment, and those who are not injured, follow Instructor Pastoral

Go with Instructor Peng."

After explaining, Mo Shangjun threw the trumpet directly to Mucheng.

If there was anything unnecessary, he didn't say a word and just turned around and left.

Mu Cheng took the horn and glanced at Peng Yuqiu.

Peng Yuqiu shrugged helplessly.

Mo Shangyun's mission has been completed, and he can still leave if he wants.

As for Mo Shangyun's emotions...

They can't be comforted, so it's up to Lord Yan to do it.

"If you want treatment, come to me."

Seeing that both of them were paying attention to Mo Shangjun, Ji Ruonan stood aside and took the lead in speaking out to the formation.

Only a few stood up.

There were not many injured, but not many who really needed treatment.

"00, do you need to go take a look?"

Seeing the students standing up one after another, Ji Ruonan shouted to the crowd without seeing Lin Yuer's figure.

Lin Yu'er pursed her lips gently, lowered her head, and shook her head towards Ji Ruonan.

She wasn't ready to go to the infirmary yet.

It only hurt the skin of my hands. After resting here, the pain in my body was relieved a lot, and my bones were not broken. I just went back to the dormitory and applied some medicine.

Although the fact that she didn't go to the infirmary could easily cause people to misunderstand Mo Shangyun - they tended to think that Mo Shangyun was looking for trouble and deliberately targeted Shengxia.

Even though she knew very well, it was Mo Shangjun who stopped him in time and made her safe.

However, even if he went to the infirmary, the result would be the same.

After looking at Lin Yu'er for a few times, Ji Ruonan nodded slightly, and then said to the other students with obvious injuries: "You guys, follow me."

After saying that, he took a few students and left.

Mu Cheng and Peng Yuqiu also led the others to the canteen resignedly.

*

Dormitory and office building, second floor.

Mo Shangyun stood in front of the chief instructor's office door, with a cold face, and knocked on the door three times.

Knock. Knock. Knock.

The voice was not gentle, but rather like venting, very rapid and loud.

"Come in."

Yan Tianxing's voice soon came from the office.

Mo Shangjun opened the door and walked in.

The moment the door opened, Yan Tianxing was on the phone. When he heard the obviously angry knocking and opening, he raised his eyelids and glanced at the door.

After seeing that it was Mo Shangjun, Yan Tianxing was inevitably stunned for a moment.

Mo Shangjun didn't say anything for a while, but Mo Shangjun raised his hand to take off his training hat, strode toward his desk, then walked closer, pulled the chair, threw his training hat on the table, and sat down directly on the chair.

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Xu Shi noticed Yan Tianxing's gaze. Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows slightly, and a cold murderous look flashed between his eyebrows.

His eyes fell on the phone in Yan Tianxing's hand, and Mo Shangjun said coldly: "Call you."

Yan Tianxing raised his eyebrows.

At the same time, I heard a joking voice on the other side of the phone: "Who is so fierce?"

Yan Tianxing had a smile on his lips, glanced at Mo Shangjun who was opposite him with a cold expression, and said: "A wild cat."

After he finished speaking, the air pressure in the office suddenly became lower and lower.

"Hang up first."

Without saying much, Yan Tianxing directly picked up the phone.

Putting down the phone, Yan Tianxing looked at Mo Shangjun opposite.

She sat down unceremoniously, crossed her legs, leaned back, folded her hands on her chest, her short hair could not hide her brows, her expression became more fierce, and she looked like a domineering queen.

Yan Tianxing tapped his fingers on the table and asked, "What's wrong?"

"fine."

Mo Shangyun replied to him with two words.

"..." Yan Tianxing paused and looked at her helplessly, "It's not easy for me to accept your words."

Mo Shangyun simply said nothing.

My anger has not subsided and my words are subjective, so it is better not to say anything.

I just came here because I had no place to stay.

Yan Tianxing paused, looked at Mo Shangyun, who was frowning in thought, and stood up.

He walked to the cabinet nearby, took out a teacup, then went to the coffee table to make a cup of tea with freshly boiled water. When he came back, he placed the teacup in front of Mo Shangyun.

"Drink first, I'll go out first." Putting down the teacup, Yan Tianxing lowered his eyelids and said to Mo Shangyun.

"Um."

Mo Shangjun answered without raising his head.

Yan Tianxing chuckled, patted her hair with his palm, and before receiving Mo Shangjun's warning gaze, he moved away and turned around to go out.

After going out, he thoughtfully closed the door.

Mo Shangyun leaned back on the chair, his eyes glanced at the cup of tea inadvertently, and he suddenly paused.

Then, he frowned irritably.

It's crazy.

She actually wanted to come to Yan Tianxing.

*

In less than twenty minutes, Yan Tianxing returned to the office.

After opening the door, Yan Tianxing paused and did not go in directly.

It was getting dark outside, and there were no lights on in the office. It was dark. Only the street lights outside the window shone in, illuminating every corner.

Mo Shangjun was still sitting on the office chair with his legs crossed, holding a cup of tea in his hand, shaking it gently, his eyelids were half-draped, and he was looking at the cup absentmindedly, not knowing what he was thinking.

Yan Tianxing turned on the lights in the office.

Mo Shangyun, who had heard the sound of the door opening, belatedly raised his head and glanced at him casually.

"Yan Tianxing."

Looking away, Mo Shangyun shouted and drank the tea in the cup.

"Um."

Yan Tianxing responded and stood near the door, not approaching.

Putting the tea cup on the table, Mo Shangyun said lightly: "I'm hungry."

"Invite you out to dinner." Yan Tianxing accepted the words naturally.

"There's no such rule."

"Special circumstances, special treatment."

"What to eat?" Mo Shangyun asked.
To be continued...