Luo Kun paused. Not only was Luo Kun stunned, but Chen Jiaojiao was too. "No way. There’s actually a trap in those words."
Zhu Yanyi nodded. "Yes, there is a trap. I thought you could hear it. If I had known, I should have warned you."
Luo Kun thought for a moment. "Since it’s a competition, it’s not just one person fighting, right?" Others could set traps, but she could also find their flaws.
Zhu Yanyi was surprised at first, then laughed heartily. She gave Luo Kun a thumbs-up. "Amazing. Your reaction shows you’ll be a great commander. You judge tactics based on your own situation."
"I think so too," Luo Kun said with a smile.
At the same time, Yan Hongyi brought Pan Hua into their military training practice chamber. "Pan Hua, why did you make things difficult for those two girls just now?"
"Sir, I didn’t," Pan Hua replied.
"Still arguing?" Yan Hongyi looked at him coldly. "I saw everything clearly. That girl, Luo Kun, was right. As soldiers, teamwork is vital. According to our standards, if a soldier falls behind, you bring them back. Instead, you punished two girls. Can you swear on your honor as a soldier that you have a clear conscience about what you did today?"
Soldiers value their honor most. If Pan Hua really swore on it, Yan Hongyi would believe him. But Pan Hua’s face turned pale. He couldn’t swear. Yan Hongyi knew from his expression that something was wrong. "Tell me. What’s going on?"
Pan Hua lowered her head. "I have a younger sister. Her score just met the line for the affiliated middle school, but she missed the sports interview notice, so she couldn’t come. But that Zheng Fei, with the same situation, got in. So I wanted to make things hard for them. It wasn’t too hard, really."
"Enough. You’re talking nonsense." Yan Hongyi slammed the table. "Do you think this is playing with a yo-yo? You can’t just bully people. You are a soldier. Does wearing this green uniform feel right after what you did? Tell me yourself."
"I’m sorry, Sir. I was wrong," Pan Hua admitted.
Yan Hongyi waved his hand. "After the competition, go write a three-thousand-word self-criticism. No matter the result, you won’t be the instructor for this training anymore. Return to your company this afternoon. I’ll arrange someone else for Class 3, Grade 1."
"Yes, Sir." Pan Hua saluted. He knew he was wrong. Since he was wrong, he accepted the punishment. He agreed to Yan Hongyi’s decision without hesitation.
"Go out and prepare. I don’t think Luo Kun is simple. Don’t lose face later," Yan Hongyi said directly. He felt a headache coming on, but he couldn’t ignore it.
"Yes, Sir." Pan Hua saluted again and left the practice chamber.
"Is this giving you a headache already?" Yan Aohan walked in and sat opposite Yan Hongyi. His movements were natural and silent.
Yan Hongyi looked at Yan Aohan, then outside. "Where did you crawl out from?"