"General Ye, the Commander-in-Chief requests your presence in his office."
As his thoughts wandered, a voice cut through the air.
Ye Wu nodded, casually pinning the medal to his chest, and walked directly towards the Commander-in-Chief's office.
The Jinling military commander was a middle-aged man, already fifty years old. Without any significant accomplishments, it would be impossible for him to advance further; he would likely remain in his position until retirement.
There was nothing more to say on this matter, so his current priority was to avoid any mistakes.
"Commander, you sent for me?"
Upon arriving at the office, Ye Wu spoke directly and sat on the sofa.
The other man bore two stars on his shoulder, while he had one. Although a rank lower, Ye Wu was still from the Ye family, and that alone was enough to level the playing field.
In the military, he was the one with two stars. What if he retired?
"Yes, Qing City will be conducting an exercise with us at the end of the month. I plan for you to lead the team there for a red-blue exercise," Dyson said, handing him a file containing the exercise details.
Before Ye Wu could take the file, he interrupted, "I don't have time. Commander Dai, if you have time now, you should pay attention to external matters."
Dyson frowned, clearly not understanding the implication. He then opened his computer and began searching for events happening in Jinling.
The search yielded surprising results, leaving him utterly stunned.
Message after message flooded the screen, causing his mental processor to struggle to keep up.
It was truly unexpected that so many events had transpired within a single week.
"So, your current focus is participating in this martial arts competition for marriage?" Dyson inquired.
Ye Wu nodded. At this point, Dyson's gaze fell upon a medal on Ye Wu's chest, attached to his service ribbons.
The moment he saw the medal, he felt a sense of familiarity. Then, a look of shock, mingled with disbelief, flickered across his eyes.
"Where did you get the medal on your chest?"
Dyson's eyes widened with trembling surprise, and he turned back to a news item on the computer.
Suspected top military figure, the Heavenly King, spotted in Jinling!
Following this news, he glanced at the medal on Ye Wu's chest, and his scalp tingled with shock.
"You're asking about this? Murong Yuhan of the Murong family gave it to me. It even has four words on it: 'Unrivaled Patriot.' Haha, Commander, if you say Murong Yuhan doesn't like me, what else can you say? She actually had such a medal made."
Dyson shook his head and took a deep breath. "Have you considered that this might not have been given to you by her? This might have been given to her by someone else!"
Ye Wu's expression slowly turned grim. He shot up from the sofa, his eyes fixed on Dyson, his voice chillingly cold, "What do you mean?"
Dyson took a deep breath and stood up.
"Years ago, I was invited to the capital to attend an award ceremony. At that ceremony, I saw several of the top figures in our military. One of the medals was this very medal you're wearing, also bearing the inscription 'Unrivaled Patriot'!
And at that time, the Supreme Commander personally presented the medals. If I recall correctly, this medal was awarded to a Five-Star Heavenly King that year. I saw him; he was truly... very young!"
Ye Wu's face shifted back and forth. He had never expected this medal to cause such a significant stir.
"Impossible! Absolutely impossible! I checked Murong Yuhan's background. She has barely left Nan Province, so she couldn't possibly know someone like the Heavenly King. Are you sure you're not mistaken?"
Ye Wu said with a grim expression, a hint of disbelief in his eyes.
If this medal truly belonged to that person, then things would become extremely troublesome. After all, this was no simple matter!
Moreover, this involved a top military figure!
"Commander, a message from the checkpoint indicates that a civilian vehicle has appeared. The driver presented identification; the person is a Three-Star General Yuan Gang. Furthermore, the identification number has been verified and is without any issues."
At this moment, the phone on his desk rang. It was a call from the checkpoint, causing Dyson to stiffen.
Had they arrived so soon after his words?
Was their speed that astonishing?
Dyson took a deep breath, a mixture of surprise and fear in his eyes.
"Are you certain there are no issues?"
He had to ask about the authenticity of the identification, especially considering it was a Three-Star General. There were only ten such generals officially recognized in the entire Great Xia!
"Yes, Commander. We have confirmed it. The person is now heading towards the command building and is expected to arrive in about a minute."
After hanging up, Dyson's body trembled. He glanced at the monitor by the door and felt a pang of despair.
"Ye Wu, you've caused a great disaster! This medal, it appears to be the one from back then, the one personally presented by the Supreme Commander to the Heavenly King. And now, the owner himself has come looking for it. What do you propose we do? Look at them; there's clearly someone sitting in the back of their car!
Who else could have such prestige as to have a Three-Star General drive for them, other than the Heavenly King? Huh? I'm telling you, this is trouble. Even the Ye family from the capital might not be able to resolve this!"
Ye Wu finally understood the gravity of the situation. He quickly removed the medal from his chest and placed it on the table, fear evident in his eyes.
That person was a top military figure, and he was merely a minor One-Star General. The difference in status was not slight. One must realize that the Heavenly King was the most mysterious existence in the military. Now, he had actually taken the Heavenly King's medal. This was...
"Impossible! How could Murong Yuhan possibly have the Heavenly King's medal? This must be fake; it's fake!"
Ye Wu refused to believe it. Based on his investigation, Murong Yuhan should not, and could not, possess this medal!
The other party had no contact with any military personnel, so it was impossible for them to have it.
"Then, do you think it's possible that the Murong Yuhan you speak of is this King's fiancée?"
A voice suddenly appeared from outside the door.
Ye Longlin stepped in first, followed closely by Yuan Gang.
Both men stared blankly at the newcomers. Dyson immediately reacted and gave a military salute, "Greetings, superior!"
Ye Longlin looked at the medal on the table and bent down to pick it up.
"It's you!"
Ye Wu's eyes widened, disbelief flooding his gaze.
How could it be him!
How could he have given it to Murong Yuhan!
If he had given it to Murong Yuhan, it would imply his identity!
"Unexpected?"