Tang Wen led Tang Wan and Blain to the exit hall, where they saw a crowd gathered, watching Zi Ye and Harley spar.

The moment Tang Wan spotted Zi Ye, she reflexively started to rush forward to greet her, but Tang Wen grabbed her instantly, clamping a hand over her mouth, “Don’t shout.”

His movement was abrupt and swift; Tang Wan stumbled back two steps, nearly colliding with him. He took a step back in turn, avoiding physical contact. Tang Wan, slightly bewildered, asked, “Why did you grab me?”

Tang Wen disliked explaining; he simply ignored the question.

Blain rubbed his forehead beside them and explained, “If you shout out suddenly, you’ll disrupt Zi Ye’s focus.”

Tang Wan pouted, then suddenly raised her fist, “Little Ye, go for it!”

The surrounding crowd was a cacophony, and Tang Wan’s small voice was immediately swallowed up.

Tang Wan spread her hands toward Blain. “See? Even if I yell, Little Ye can’t hear me. So you two don't need to hold me back.”

Blain: “…”

There was one thing Tang Wan was correct about: the crowd really was noisy, happily filming and recording the fight.

“I didn’t expect that little girl to have some real skills; she hasn’t been taken down yet!”

“They aren't really enemies, are they? Look, neither of them has even managed to draw a scratch on the other!”

“Hey, hey, doesn’t that small girl look familiar to anyone?” Amidst the murmurs, someone raised a question.

Just as they were frantically consulting their light-screens, someone shouted, “Isn’t she the commander from the Wolf’s Den behind-enemy-lines battlefield? My cousin was on that front; I saw the commander’s photo he shared.”

The scene instantly quieted.

The expressions of the onlookers shifted from disbelief to cross-referencing data and pictures, finally settling into sheer adoration.

The most brilliant victory in the Wolf’s Den counter-offensive had been orchestrated by the commander of the rear-lines.

Few people knew the commander’s name or face, but everyone knew that this commander had led a motley crew to successfully withstand the Federal Fia Allied Forces’ assault, turning the tide of the war and laying the foundation for the Wolf’s Den victory!

Many who had witnessed that battle would give a thumbs-up and utter two words: "God of War!"

After the war, countless people, including media reporters, desperately wanted to see the commander’s true face, but Wolf’s Den was too busy distributing relief funds and clearing the battlefield to let the commander show herself.

Who would have guessed that the actual God of War was just a little girl!

Some eyes in the audience brightened, while others dimmed.

But none of it affected Zi Ye.

If a fight needed to be fought and someone needed to be beaten, she was absolutely uncompromising.

Tang Wen, standing among the crowd, suddenly spoke, “That’s enough.”

As if to confirm his words, Zi Ye executed an incredibly agile body wrap, slipping behind Harley and delivering a heavy blow right to the back of his knee joint.

That strike was fast, precise, ruthless, and delivered with effortless grace. Many hadn’t even registered what happened before they saw Harley stumble a few steps forward and fall.

Zi Ye did not follow up; she stepped back two paces, ceased her attack, and stood there, watching Harley flip backward and turn around.

Harley’s body, still slick with sweat from the fight, was instantly drenched in a cold sweat.

He stood still, thinking for two seconds, then snapped to attention, rendered a crisp military salute, and said in a steady, loud voice, “I am thoroughly convinced. From this moment on, I am your assistant!”

Zi Ye, having finished her fight, felt entirely exhilarated. Her face was flushed, dripping with perspiration.

She didn’t even bother wiping her sweat, letting out a hearty laugh, “I have an assistant now!”

The onlookers all got dark lines across their faces.

Just how destitute was this commander that she didn't even have an assistant? Had Wolf’s Den become so poor that they couldn't afford to assign one? If they had known, they would have enlisted today just to be Zi Ye’s assistant!

Zi Ye looked towards the spot where she had released her 'bean' earlier. The bean was currently struggling and snuffling from beneath the feet of the crowd, scrambling toward Zi Ye. Little Sprout simply couldn't bear to watch—son, could you be any more embarrassing?

Zi Ye was in an excellent mood and didn't mind how fat it was; she reached down and picked it up, saying to Harley, “This is one of my pets; his name is Douzai (Bean Kid).”

Harley stood at attention. “Hello, Douzai.”

Douzai was startled by the formality and defensively opened its mouth in a threat.

Zi Ye reached out and covered its mouth. Little Sprout quietly wriggled out from between Zi Ye’s chest and Douzai, shaking the tiny sprout on its head. Zi Ye gently picked it up and presented it to Harley. “This is my second pet; his name is Xiaodouya (Little Sprout).”

Harley’s eye twitched, but he remained at attention. “Hello, Little Sprout.”

Little Sprout chuckled, speaking in a voice only Zi Ye, Douzai, and Harley could hear: “You’re so weak, hahahaha.”

Harley: “…”

—Was he hallucinating?

Once Zi Ye finished the introductions, the surrounding crowd surged forward, surrounding her completely.

“God of War, please let me be your assistant! I served as an assistant for three years; I have rich experience!”

“God of War, you are my idol! Could you please give me an autograph?”

“God of War, I admire you! Do you have a boyfriend?”

“…”

Zi Ye quickly shoved Douzai into Harley’s arms and made a 'quiet' gesture, signaling everyone to settle down. Recognizing she had something to say, the crowd immediately fell silent.

Zi Ye spoke in a clear, loud voice, “The Xilian Galaxy lost a system with infinite potential for development. I hope that in the near future, the Xilian Galaxy can host Wolf’s Den’s very first Air Force Assembly Workshop. Friends, if you wish to contribute your capital or strength to this assembly workshop, please find me at Project Department One on Space Station One.”

The onlookers—some of whom were major merchants scouting the Wolf’s Den market, local residents, or personnel dispatched by Wolf’s Den to maintain post-war order—heard the news and immediately pressed forward, asking with surprise, “Is this true? Where will the assembly workshop be built?”

Zi Ye smiled sweetly. “That hasn’t been finalized yet; it will be announced in a few days once decided. If you have time, you can come over to learn more. I’m in a hurry, so I have to leave now.”

Harley immediately understood his role; hugging Douzai to his side, he cleared a path for Zi Ye.

The Space Station Police tried to send robots to clear the way, but Zi Ye waved them off, signaling them not to bother. Her small frame skillfully wove through the crowd, darted out of the exit hall, and boarded the mecha that Harley had brought over. Soon, the crowd vanished from sight.

At Project Department One, a large contingent of engineers was waiting, including several internationally renowned engineers who had been lured by Wolf’s Den’s high salaries. The leader was Ous, a great engineer from Silver Rune Star, whose representative work was the Silver Rune Hotel.

As soon as Zi Ye arrived, Ous rushed up to greet her. “Big spender, I’ve finally managed to get you here!”

Zi Ye laughed. “I’m down to my last dollar; Red Hair even gave me a ride here on his flagship.”

Ous shrugged. “That’s fine, as long as you have the funds to complete this project.”

Zi Ye waved her hand. “How much is needed?”

Ous shrugged again. “Estimated to be no less than two trillion. Shall I gather them for a meeting? If you’re not too tired.”

Two trillion?

(⊙o⊙)!

-RS