"......"
Kamen growled fiercely, "What nonsense are you talking?! If you keep this up, I'll call for help!"
His gaze fell on Anderson, and he couldn't help but tremble, then pretended to be calm:
"We haven't settled the score yet for you sending assassins after us without authorization before, and you're so eager to confront me again?!"
At this point, Chloe seemed to have reacted:
"You mean that incident?"
She leisurely glanced at Kamen's uninjured arm and thigh, making a "tsk" sound:
"What a pity, it healed up so quickly."
Kamen's expression changed: "What do you mean by that?!"
Chloe said half-jokingly, "You keep asking what I mean, which is really boring."
As the words left her mouth, without waiting for Kamen to say anything else, she flung open the training room door and pinned him down!
Kamen was so startled that his whole body nearly jumped up, instinctively wanting to scream, but before he could open his mouth, Chloe choked his throat, preventing him from uttering a word.
"Don't scream, it hurts my ears," Chloe said nonchalantly, her dark red eyes scanning Kamen's body inch by inch, her gaze as cold as if appraising a piece of meat in the market. "Let me see, where should I start..."
Kamen sensed the danger, letting out a hoarse sound from his throat, as if trying to defend himself.
But Chloe didn't want to hear him speak, so she simply tore off a piece of Kamen's clothing and stuffed it into his mouth.
They were still in the extreme cold of space, and the combat suits were thick, so the torn piece was shedding cotton, which was perfect for gagging Kamen.
Chloe scrutinized Kamen for a moment, then raised her hand high.
The next second, a crisp slap landed on Kamen's once somewhat handsome face.
This slap was merciless, instantly stunning Kamen.
The next moment, Kamen began to struggle violently.
My own father has never slapped me! How dare you!
Chloe narrowed her eyes and sneered: "Never been slapped? Then it's high time you experience it."
The next second, another resounding slap.
A slap is more insulting than a punch, slapping someone is more humiliating than punching them.
There were actually others from The No.1 Military Academy's main team in the training room, but after Kamen had been pinned down and slapped, no one dared to intervene.
But Chloe wasn't going to let them off the hook. Seeing that both of Kamen's cheeks were already swollen like symmetrical wasp nests from the slaps, Chloe was satisfied and stopped, tossing him to Anderson.
Anderson caught him and slammed him back to the ground with a knee strike.
Meanwhile, Chloe strolled over to the rest area, meeting the eyes of a few people huddled together and trembling.
Chloe opened the rest area door, silhouetted against the light, her features distinct in the shadow, an amused smile on her lips.
She slowly put on her white gloves, her voice lively and light:
"Good afternoon, my dear friends."
......
The No.1 Military Academy's main team had waited for a long time, and by the time Chloe and Anderson finally showed up, their meals were almost cold.
Daniel clicked his tongue: "Where did you two go? It took you so long just to eat?"
"Nowhere special," Chloe seemed in a good mood and began eating her steak with a knife and fork after taking a seat, a self-satisfied smile on the corners of her lips and eyes.
Qin Huaibei observed her for a moment: "You went and caused trouble for the Brut Military Academy's team, didn't you?"
Chloe looked at him in surprise: "What do you mean cause trouble? I just had a friendly exchange with them."
Saying that, she carefully recalled and added, "And I even greeted them 'good afternoon', they were so moved they cried."
Well, crying from being beaten counts as being moved to tears, doesn't it?
Chloe thought her logic was perfect.
Just seeing her gloating expression, Qin Huaibei knew she must have been up to no good, and couldn't help but shake his head:
"You troublemaker, you even went to 'greet' people without us. Really..."
"I was afraid if we all went to 'greet' them, there wouldn't be enough seats in the cafeteria," Chloe said as she took a sip of the cream soup. "Yummy."
Qin Huaibei looked at her and shook his head helplessly.
Since Chloe hadn't arrived earlier, the three of them hadn't started eating yet. Now that everyone was here, the five of them finally began their meal.
They chatted idly as they ate, with Chloe occasionally chiming in.
Until suddenly, the noisy cafeteria fell silent. Qin Huaibei looked up, puzzled, only to see a member of the Brut Military Academy's main team.
The man's face was so swollen it looked like he had been stung by wasps, appearing extremely ugly and grotesque. Even when getting food, he had been desperately trying to hide his face.
Whenever he glanced over at The No.1 Military Academy's table, he would immediately lower his head.
Qin Huaibei could tell at a glance that this was Chloe's doing.
Before he could say anything, Daniel piped up first:
"Woah, Chloe, you did that to him?"
Chloe stirred her soup with a spoon, replying indifferently, "Yep, got a problem with that?"
"No, you did a great job beating him up," Daniel praised wholeheartedly.
Chloe chuckled, continuing her meal.
There were occasional glances in their direction, but when it came to thick skin, no military academy could outdo The No.1 Military Academy.
They acted as if they didn't notice anything, eating and chatting as they pleased.
It wasn't until Qu Yan came over with the Tagar Military Academy's team that they emerged from their own world.
Seeing her, Chloe first sweetly called out "Sister", then scooted over to make room for Qu Yan.
After taking a seat, Qu Yan glared at her:
"You made such a big fuss, if we didn't come, it would have really become a joint isolation of you all by the other military academies."
"So what?" Chloe said nonchalantly. "From another perspective, we at The No.1 Military Academy are leading the way in isolating everyone else."
Qu Yan was taken aback: "You're just good with that mouth of yours."
Chloe giggled and obediently continued eating.
Outside, the Sasley Military Academy's people who had been watching the spectacle frowned when they saw the two academies joining together, their expressions turning grave.
In this year's competition, The No.1 Military Academy and the Tagar Military Academy were considered the strongest, and they happened to have a good relationship, which was not good news for the Sasley Military Academy.
If it were in the past, they could have formed an alliance with the Brut Military Academy, but times had changed - not only was the Brut Military Academy's strength lacking, but their reputation had also been tarnished.
No matter how you looked at it, the Sasley Military Academy was at a disadvantage.
Among the crowd, Fuen lowered his eyelids, deep in thought.
