Counterfeit Hero

Humanity’s most proficient psychologist and most professional conman Tian Xingjian began his performance.

He looked intently at Milan’s beautiful face and sighed, "The front lines can’t hold any longer. If Kato falls, Gallipalan will also become a war zone. The Combat Department can’t predict the enemy’s actions, we’ve thought of everything, but none of the military advisors can guess the enemy’s intentions. If we can’t hold the line, Miloke Star is finished."

Milan, seeing his serious demeanor, became anxious and asked, "Even you can’t figure out the enemy’s intentions?"

Tian Xingjian gave a bitter smile and shook his head, "Who am I to figure that out? Just reading a couple of books doesn’t make me a General. Every member of the Combat Department is a top graduate of the Military Academy, even the interns know more than I do. If they can’t figure it out, how could I?"

Milan stood up and walked over to Tian Xingjian’s side, softly asking, "Then what should we do now?"

Tian Xingjian’s gaze gently moved across Milan’s face, lingering for a long while as if wanting to imprint her image into his heart. He said affectionately, "Call your father. The lab involves too many secrets and it was never suitable to remain in Gallipalan. Professor Boswell and... you also need to evacuate to the Central Star Domain as soon as possible."

Milan grabbed Tian Xingjian’s clothes urgently, "What about you? Tell me, will you leave with us?"

The emotional conman thought, "Of course, I’ll leave with you." But his face displayed a painful resolve of separation. He averted his eyes, seemingly unable to bear Milan’s anxious gaze, and said, "I can’t leave. I’m a soldier, I have my responsibilities here."