Chapter 24 2/2

“Ah…”

Another top-tier Alpha instantly regretted it. His mouth got him into trouble, and he shouldn’t have openly provoked Cen Lang. He had thought that the encounter with Cen’s team wouldn’t last too long, and he would forget about it the next time they met. Cen Lang, on the other hand, needed to maintain an appearance of indifference despite the chaotic situation—truly a rare sight in a hundred years!

Cen Lang’s gaze was cold. “Stop lingering; let’s do it together.”

The Alphas exchanged glances. Twelve against one?

How could there be no revenge for such an offense?

“Let’s make it clear first: no using pheromone weapons first.”

Cen Lang nodded. “Agreed.”

The twelve Alphas rushed forward, fists and kicks flying, wielding incredible strength. Sweat fell on the sandy ground, creating a small pit. Jiang Chuan couldn’t clearly recognize the Alphas, but he could vaguely identify Cen Lang as the center of the siege. Frowning unconsciously, he wondered how it could be fair for so many to fight against one another. The top-tier Alphas forming a human wall blocked his view of Cen Lang.

As some Alphas were kicked away, Jiang Li’s gaze followed, confirming it wasn’t Cen Lang.

Meng Ru opened his mouth, wanting to say that Cen Lang seemed dissatisfied with only beating one person at a time. but seeing Jiang Li’s worried expression, he chose to remain silent.

From their vantage point, they could only see a chaotic melee. They couldn’t witness Cen Lang’s prowess in taking down one Alpha after another, but they could leave a suspenseful impression for Cen’s team.

Meng Ru said, “Let’s go to the Snow Mountain Outpost ahead.”

Jiang Li was stunned. Wasn’t he interested in the outcome of the fight? Meng Ru asked, “Or do you want to go somewhere else?”

Jiang Li pursed his lips, his gaze fixed on the training ground. He said, “Anywhere is fine.”

“The outpost is to the far east. We’ll return after seeing it.” Meng Ru pretended not to notice and steered the aircraft away from the training ground, skillfully hiding his abilities.

Forty minutes later, Jiang Li returned to the battleship. Cen Lang mentioned training for the entire night, so it was still early before dawn.

Jiang Li had trouble sleeping. For the first time, he explored the medical kit inside the battleship, finding sprays for bruises, bandages, and iodine and placing them on the small dining table.

The small table was originally Cen Lang’s marching bed, which had to be folded up when sleeping.

Jiang Li lay down and thought for a moment. He lifted the table from under the blanket and pulled out Cen Lang’s marching bed so he could sleep directly when he returned. The medicine was placed on the bed, ensuring no injuries would be overlooked.

As Jiang Li lay down for the second time, he fell asleep after a while.

As the sky grew slightly brighter, the collective night training ended. The Alphas returned to their dormitories, exhausted, and immediately fell asleep.

Cen Lang’s combat suit was soaked in sweat, his temples were wet, and his eyes appeared even darker. Sand had infiltrated the cuffs and collar, making a rustling sound as he walked. He returned home with brisk steps, basking in the morning light, like a proud general who had won a battle.

Upon entering the battleship, he tread lightly. At the doorway, he glanced over and saw Jiang Li asleep with shallow breathing, hands placed on his stomach, sleeping earnestly.

A satisfied emotion surged in Cen Lang’s heart. Alphas were indeed violent machines, and a fight provided satisfying relief. With the scent of another Alpha’s sweat on his clothes, Cen Lang immediately took off his combat suit and went into the bathroom to freshen up.

Jiang Li vaguely heard the sound, pulled the blanket higher, and three seconds later, he suddenly sat up, looking at the empty bed beside him. The medicines were also where he had placed them last night.

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Cen Lang paused, not expecting Jiang Li to wake up so early. In a hurry to shower, he hadn’t brought clothes with him. “No clothes,” Cen Lang calmly replied after a moment of confusion.

Jiang Li had witnessed him being surrounded by so many Alphas; he didn’t believe Cen Lang’s words. Shifting his gaze, he looked at Cen Lang’s back and other areas.

Muscles flowed smoothly, like refined steel, with every inch harboring astonishing strength. Just looking at him felt like experiencing pressing male dominance.

He had touched him before.

Jiang Li’s face suddenly turned red, realizing it was impolite to stare. He averted his gaze. “You have a scratch on your chin and a bruise on your shoulder; let me take care of it.”

Cen Lang raised his hand, wiping his chin, his eyebrows slightly furrowed.

Jiang Li saw his knuckles; he had injured them during the fight.

“I’ll apply medicine for you.”

Cen Lang couldn’t be bothered with such minor injuries, but since Jiang Fu offered, he didn’t want to reject the goodwill. “Thank you.”

Sitting on his marching bed, Cen Lang looked up at Jiang Li, who stood before him, slightly bending down to disinfect his chin.

Their breaths were close, and they could feel each other’s every shallow breath.

“Why are you holding your breath?” Cen Lang asked keenly.

Jiang Li suddenly straightened up, handing him the iodine. “Do it yourself.” Bringing the disinfectant closer, he was reminded of an awkward scene and held his breath urgently before exhaling.

Cen Lang retorted, “There’s no mirror. I can’t see; I might dye my chin brown.”

“It’s okay; I won’t laugh at you.”

It wasn’t the first time he had dyed it; it was just his chin. “What are you thinking?” Jiang Li stepped back, sitting on the bed. The two faced each other across the small aisle.

Cen Lang casually finished applying the medicine and massaged alcohol onto his shoulder. He looked lazily at Jiang Li, suddenly noticing a problem.

The activity space inside the battleship was too limited, and Jiang Li lacked exercise. After sweating so much, it felt very comfortable, and thinking of himself, Cen Lang felt sorry for Jiang Li these past two days.

“Shall I teach you a few moves?”

Jiang Li firmly refused, “No need.” What if he accidentally hit his stomach too hard?

The more Cen Lang thought about it, the more he felt that Jiang Li needed to exercise. “There are eight days left in the journey; you can’t stay motionless.”

Jiang Li could only say, “I have my own exercises.”

Cen Lang asked, “What exercises?”

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Cen Lang chuckled. “Too easy.”

He hadn’t seen Jiang Li practice; probably he was uncomfortable doing so inside the battleship. If they exercised together, he wouldn’t feel uncomfortable. Anyway, when the battleship was set on autopilot, there wasn’t much to do, so why not take this opportunity to teach Jiang Li some combat skills?

Jiang Li looked so good, and there were many scheming Alphas. Betas were less affected by pheromones and, if skilled, could hold their ground against Alphas.

“Starting today, I’ll teach you.”

Jiang Li: I’m not your soldier.

Cen Lang suddenly stood up, his nearly two-meter-tall figure almost touching the top of the battleship. He grabbed Jiang Li’s ankle, moved it onto the bed, pressed down on the ankle, and said, “You need to exercise your core abdominal strength properly.”

“Let’s start with sit-ups.”

Jiang Li: “…”

Sit-ups were excellent but quite ruthless.