It's not that I'm worried that this man won't agree, but that Wandering Butterfly knows that the delicate flowers raised in the greenhouse will never be able to withstand the baptism of wind and rain.

If their own people cannot quickly become strong through this rare opportunity now, one day in the future, once there is no protection of this high-ranking and powerful man, the predicament faced by their own people will be more than a hundred times worse than the current situation. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

And what a dangerous thing it is to rely on the protection of a foreigner for everything!

General Huang put one hand on the shoulder of the butterfly, leaned down slightly, stared at the trace of worry in the girl's eyes, did not speak, and after a while, laughed deeply, the voice seemed to come out of the chest.

Wandering Butterfly waved away the man's hand on her shoulder a little annoyed, and her expression barely remained calm, "May I ask General Poppy, what's so funny?" ”

The cold tone is another sign of the coming storm.

"Little kitten, you don't have to worry that your beautiful people will become a gluttonous meal for the Li people, they are all very skilled. Kittens, you have to have faith in them. ”

General Poppy Huang didn't answer the question at all, and his calm voice revealed a reassuring power.

Wandering Butterfly raised her head and looked at the man, the cold air gathered on her face slowly collapsed, and she looked like she wanted to speak, but she didn't make a sound.

"Huh? Little kitten, if you look at General Ben with affection like this, it will make General Ben think about it. ”

The corners of the man's mouth hooked up a wicked smile, and a finger was about to reach over and pick up the girl's chin.

Butterfly jerked her head away and grinded her teeth in anger.

Looking at the girl's energetic side face, the man's smile was even stronger, and if you look closely, you can also see a trace of relief hidden in that evil smile that is not easy to detect.

At the end of the aisle was a heavy steel door, and General Poppy took out a dark gold identification card and swiped it lightly on the identification instrument on the door.

The two heavy steel plates on the left and right immediately slid open to both sides, and inside was a magnificent hall, with a marble floor, as bright as a mirror, which could reflect the reflection of people, and the four walls were all majestic but not dull camel colors, and a few oil paintings related to military affairs and war were just right to hang as embellishments.

In the center of the hall is a square mahogany table, large enough to seat hundreds of people, occupying almost half of the hall.

The hundreds of brown-red high-backed benches on both sides of the long table were all filled with sergeants in military uniforms, all sitting upright with serious expressions. Only the high-backed chair in front of the long table was still empty.

Seeing General Poppy appear at the door, everyone who was originally sitting immediately stood up, moving in unison, and did not make any sound in the process of standing up.

The right hands of everyone in the hall were raised, and they saluted in unison, and after General Poppy nodded, all the raised hands fell back to their sides in unison, again without making any sound.

The hall was quiet, solemn, and full of the composure and rigor of the soldiers.

Looking at such an array, Wandering Butterfly was secretly frightened, the details were the easiest to ignore, and the most exposed problems, through a simple salute of these hundreds of imperial sergeants, Wandering Butterfly saw a chilling and powerful military force.

General Poppy didn't notice the fluttering thoughts, and walked straight to the brown-red high-backed chair in front of the long table, and his thick-soled leather boots stepped on the marble floor as if they were stepping on cotton, and he didn't make a sound.

Although the butterfly will not make a sound when stepping on the hard marble floor, the man's body that is stronger than the giant bear and her body as light as a swallow are not at the same level at all.

Wandering Butterfly's gaze swept over the man's eye-catching golden boots, unwilling, very unwilling to lose to this man in every aspect, even the flexible skills he was proud of suddenly became an unpopular three-legged cat kung fu in front of the man.

As an instructor at the Imperial Military Academy, doesn't he have a good opportunity to improve his strength? While training others, he also took the opportunity to temper his fists and feet, and he secretly made up his mind.

Thinking about the panicked look of the man when he was subdued by himself, Luo Die suddenly felt a sense of relief in her heart, and she couldn't wait to start her career as an instructor at the Imperial Military Academy.

After thinking about it, the man who walked in front of him had already come to the high-backed chair, and according to the custom, as an adjutant of the Imperial General, no matter whether he accompanied the general to any occasion, it was natural that he should stand beside the Imperial General.

But this time, instead of pulling out a chair and sitting down, General Poppy stood still at the long table and leaned over to press the summoning bell on the table.

Soon, a glass door embedded in the left wall was quietly pushed open, and a young man in a black suit walked in, bowed respectfully, and stood quietly in place, waiting for General Poppy to speak.

"Add a chair here." Pointing to the empty seat next to the chair, General Poppy said to the young man who had entered, his voice deep in a voice that made it impossible to hear his deeply hidden thoughts.

"Yes, General." The young man replied respectfully, walked out quickly, and in a short time returned with a brownish-red high-backed chair and placed it in the place appointed by the general.

Wandering Butterfly stood next to the man, watching the man's series of actions quite incomprehensibly.

The group of sergeants on either side of the long table, who had already stood with sore feet and had to wait for the general to sit down, also looked puzzled, but they did not dare to show it too obviously.

Wandering Butterfly silently accepted the gaze that fell on her one by one, the complex gaze mixed with all kinds of thoughts seemed to penetrate the whole person, Wandering Butterfly was calm, and she didn't even bother to turn her eyes to glance at them, completely treating them as transparent air.

"You may be seated!" General Poppy smiled, personally pulled out a high-backed chair, and made a "please sit" gesture to the butterfly with respect.

Wandering Butterfly was stunned, she was a little dazed, and she couldn't figure out what the man's intentions were in doing this.

In public, this man is very normal, and he never pretends to be the one he does when he is alone.

Did he suddenly have a convulsion? Wandering Butterfly thought a little wickedly.