A Beta Who Was Courted Crazily for Love (Translated)

Chapter 103

Chapter 103

Evening, Conference Room

"Chairman, it's really not easy to see you." Feng Qian strode in from outside, his face stern, with frost at his temples and eyes that were sharp and bright.

Yu Qingyan smiled slightly, raising his hand to gesture toward the seat opposite him. He spoke warmly, "These days, I've been tied up with matters at the border and on the capital star, unable to break free. Making you wait, General Feng, was my fault. Please, take a seat."

Feng Qian gave a cold snort, not saying anything, and sat down directly on the wooden chair beside him without even glancing at the seat Yu Qingyan had indicated.

Yu Qingyan looked up, his expression calm and unchanged, with a faint smile still playing on his lips. "General Feng, I think I understand the reason for your visit today. However, this Zerg attack is a significant matter, and as for the Council..."

"Stop, stop!" Feng Qian waved his hand impatiently. "I don't want to hear about the Council. That bunch of old fossils, always scheming and playing useless tricks. Aside from running their mouths, they can't do anything. They scream whenever they see the Zerg. Hah."

"Chairman, I just need a straight answer. Will there be a next time for this kind of thing?" His eyes were sharp and commanding. Despite his advanced age, with graying hair, his aura of battle-hardened ferocity had not diminished in the least.

Yu Qingyan lightly tapped the armrest of his wheelchair with his fingertips, not answering immediately. After a while, he spoke slowly, "General Feng, I believe that as a member of the Federation, no one would want to..."

"Chairman, you're still being evasive with me." Feng Qian abruptly cut him off. His shoulders relaxed slightly, and a hint of sorrow passed over his weathered face. "In the old days, the brothers I fought alongside, many of them either died or were severely injured, but as long as we could protect the Federation, we had no regrets."

"But..." his tone shifted, "we can't let the old soldiers down. Even though they've stepped down from the frontlines, they're still willing to contribute from their posts, guarding the last defense at the border. They do it for a small hope in their hearts—the very definition of 'dedicated service until death!'"

"We're not afraid to die. Death has never been the problem. But we can't die in vain! We can't die dishonorably! And we especially can't die at the hands of our own people!"

Yu Qingyan lowered his gaze, rubbing his fingers together. In a soft voice, he said, "General Feng, I understand how you feel. I absolutely will not tolerate such things either."

"So about this Zerg attack..." Feng Qian immediately dropped his stern expression, asking gravely.

Yu Qingyan was accustomed to Feng Qian's quick shifts in demeanor. Feigning helplessness, he sighed and hesitated before saying, "General Feng, you've come with such sincerity, and I don't want to disappoint you..."

"I just hope you can keep this confidential, as it involves..."

"Chairman, I, Feng Qian, swear here and now that I will not speak of this to anyone. You have my word!" Feng Qian raised his head and pounded his chest, speaking loudly.

Yu Qingyan nodded, clearly pleased, "Of course, I trust you, General Feng."

The conference room door clicked shut, returning the room to its previous quiet.

Yu Qingyan picked up his now-cold tea and took a sip. "No wonder Feng Qian was once praised as the 'diplomat' of the Ninth Corps. Fu Heng often entrusted him with important tasks. He's a master of acting—a sly old fox."