Ling Lan frowned slightly. She was trying to guess what faction these people came from. Although the words he said weren't of bad intentions, it even revealed that they were on her father's side, but could she really trust them? Her father had been in the military for many years. Although there were many who wanted to help him, there were also many who wanted nothing but to drag him down his pedestal. Maybe they were lowering her guard to catch her by surprise.

“However, if there was something off with General Ling Xiao's death, you running like this isn't a way to solve anything. No matter what, you must return to the military headquarters and explain everything. You should place your trust in the Federation and the military headquarters,” said the black-cloaked man.

Ling Lan looked at the man with a steeled gaze. She wasn't moved by his words. Ever since her father disappeared, she no longer trusted anyone from the Federation. She only trusted herself.

“Alright, our brigade leader knows that you have your doubts about the military headquarters. It's fine if you don't want to go, but our brigade leader wants to see you.” The black-cloaked man could only compromise when he saw Ling Lan's determined att.i.tude. He seemed to already have predicted Ling Lan's att.i.tude towards this matter.

Ling Lan still looked at him coldly and didn't answer him.

“Seriously, it was all predicted by our brigade leader.” The black-cloaked man helpless pulled on the mask that blocked half of his face. “Our brigade leader wants me to remind you that when you first activated your battle team back when you first joined the military, there was an exam that he had arranged at your father's request. He's a friend that your father trusts the most.”

Ling Lan's eyes narrowed slightly. “Flying Dragon Special Forces.”

She had heard from her father that back in the day during her evaluation to activate her battle team, one of the two a.s.sessments was against Qi Yaoyang and the other a.s.sessment was against the Flying Dragon Special Forces. Qi Yaoyang was Qi Long's father and was the general of the 13th Division. He definitely wasn't some brigade leader. The only possibility could be the Flying Dragon Special Forces. She had once heard from Mu Chaoran and Tang Ningyu that the Flying Dragon Special Forces functions in brigades. This brigade leader must be from the Flying Dragon Special Forces.

Clap! Clap! Clap! The black cloaked man clapped his hands, “Lieutenant General Ling is really a once-in-century prodigy. You immediately guessed our ident.i.ty. Indeed, our Flying Dragon Special Forces' brigade leader would like to have a meeting with you. Although the Flying Dragon Special Forces don't have a say in the military headquarters' decisions making, we still have the power to look over it. As long as there is something off with General Ling Xiao's death, our brigade leader said he would definitely speak to our chief and bring justice for General Ling Xiao.”

“However, all of this requires you, lieutenant general, to tell us the truth. Otherwise, our brigade leader wouldn't be able to help General Ling Xiao.” The man in the black cloak signed. Ever since his brigade leader told him, he had also been indignant at the military headquarters. It was just that he was only just an insignificant member of the black ops, what could he have done? It was good that his brigade leader was also upset about the situation around Ling Xiao. If they had Ling Lan's help, they would be able to find Lieutenant General Ling before the military headquarters.

“That's not necessary. I can resolve my father's issue myself.” Ling Lan shook her head and refused.

No one could determine what their real intentions were going to be. If a G.o.d-cla.s.s operator, the ultimate weapon of the Federation, the highest ranking officer of a division, and a general out of only 10 great generals from the Federation, could be so easily plotted against, then who else wouldn't fall into a trap? Even if they were being sincere, how could the Flying Dragon Special Forces do anything to stop that horse that had lost its reins long ago (the 23rd Division).

“Oh my, lieutenant general, your answer really makes it difficult for me,” said the black cloaked man with a hint of annoyance in his voice.

“Did your brigade leader tell you that if I didn't want to go, you would have to force me to go?” Ling Lan smiled mockingly. In the end, wasn't it just seeing whose fist was larger? From when she was young, she had known of this fact very well. After entering the military, this fact got even more prominent. If her father wasn't a G.o.d-cla.s.s operator, how could a 40 something year-old man obtain the rank of a general which only 70 to 80 year olds could acquire? All in all, he just needed to become so strong that others couldn't neglect his existence. If it wasn't given to him, the military wouldn't be able to face the public.

“You are quite self-aware. If you don't come with us, then don't blame us for disrespecting you.” After all, those from the Flying Dragon Special Forces always put themselves in high regard. Of course, this was because any lieutenant general or above officers who break the law would be taken in by the Flying Dragon Special Forces. In fact, their att.i.tude when facing such high ranking officers weren't disrespectful at all.

“Actually, you should have just done that from the very beginning. You… talk too much,” said Ling Lan as she raised her eyebrows. If it wasn't for the fact that she wanted to get some information out of the man, with her personality, she would have already made a move before they had prepared themselves. Ling Lan knew very well that most antagonists died because they talked too much. Of course, she didn't care if someone else was speaking too much, since they would die according to that hypothesis.

“You…” The black cloaked man almost spit out a mouthful of blood in response to Ling Lan's blatant disrespect. Wasn't he already being nice to him? Did he not understand that?

“Go!” If Ling Lan didn't respect him, why should he respect Ling Lan? The black cloaked man turned red with anger as he motioned towards his comrades. He was prepared to take Ling Lan down a notch.

In the mind of the black cloaked man, how could a 20 year-old be able to fight against four domain realm masters even if he was a domain realm master himself. Capturing Ling Lan was an easy thing to do for his team.

Just like that, three other black cloaked men all pounced towards Ling Lan from three different directions. At the same time, they reel back their arms before swinging them out. As they were swinging their arms, coils of chains began to uncoil themselves from their forearms as they flew towards Ling Lan. They wanted to chain down Ling Lan with a pincer tactic.

Ling Lan's eyes glimmered. Her body started to change states, turning into a cloud of white fog before dispersing in a large bang. She had disappeared into the surroundings.

The three men who attacked didn't panic at her disappearance. They put their hands into their pockets and took out a pendulum similar to the pendulum the first black cloaked man had taken out. The pendulum began swinging in a circular motion. After it swung around a few times, the crystal-clear pendulum began to gain blood red hue. The blood hue then started to coagulate towards a certain direction.

“Southwest,” said the three of them simultaneously. The chain on their right hands shot out towards the southwest direction.

Bang! Bang! Bang! The three chains ruthlessly pierced into the ground but it was all for naught as they didn't hit anything. The three of them didn't let up. The pendulum was still circling around their left hand, and the same thing happened in another direction. They waved the chains once again towards the direction that was shown on the pendulum.

Bang! Bang! Bang! The chains still pierced the ground without hitting anything.

However, one of them had a look of joy on his face. “I hit something just now.”

The naked eye couldn't see it, but the feedback he received from the chain couldn't be wrong. The feeling just now was the same as. .h.i.tting something.