On the plane, Song Heguo received fragmented messages repeatedly.
The messages were not clear, so he still couldn't fully know Han Lang's current situation.
However, what shocked him the most was.
The political commissar of the First Military Region called him shortly after, informing him that Han Lang had mobilized the most elite troops of the First Military Region to Star City, and based on the estimated time, they should be arriving soon.
Song Heguo was stunned.
If he had previously only thought that the matter was simply Han Lang's dissatisfaction with Zhen Hai's behavior, then he now understood completely. Someone in Star City must have touched Han Lang's bottom line.
Otherwise, given his personality, he would not have used a secret line communicator to directly mobilize troops to Star City.
"Quick, Deputy Officer Shan! Speed up and rush to Star City with all your might!"
Shan Nan did not hesitate at all, immediately increasing the throttle and heading straight for Star City.
On the other side, after nine o'clock, Zhao Wu excitedly rushed to the new house where Zhao Wei was preparing for his wedding.
When he walked in, he saw his brother Zhao Wei, dressed in Han-style wedding attire, saying something to the bride who was sitting by the bed, covered by a red veil.
Zhao Wu walked in without thinking much.
"Brother! Congratulations!"
Seeing Zhao Wu, Zhao Wei's face was also full of surprise.
"Xiao Wu! You're back? When did you arrive, why didn't you call me beforehand?"
Zhao Wu chuckled and replied.
"Just got back. I called Mom, and she said you were preparing for the wedding, so I came straight over. It's better to arrive early than on time. Is this my future sister-in-law?"
As Zhao Wu spoke, he was about to lift the bride's veil to get a glimpse of his future sister-in-law, but Zhao Wei slapped his hand.
"You can't lift it now. You have to wait until after I'm married, otherwise, it's not proper!"
Zhao Wu suddenly realized.
"Oh, oh, right, right! I was too happy. I almost forgot. You should be the one to lift the veil, brother! By the way, brother, what's sister-in-law's name?"
Zhao Wei looked at Zhao Wu dotingly and replied proudly with a smile.
"Luo Jiaying! How is it, doesn't the name sound beautiful?"
"Luo Jiaying?" Hearing these three words, Zhao Wu did not show the surprise that Zhao Wei had expected. Instead, a hint of confusion flashed across his face.
"I think I've heard this name somewhere!"
Zhao Wei chuckled.
"Are you joking? Has your cultivation reached the realm of foresight? I think you've probably heard the names of other people with the same name, right?"
As Zhao Wei said this, Zhao Wu couldn't recall it for a moment, so he simply followed along.
"Maybe! After all, China is so big, and there are many people with the same name. I probably heard it somewhere before. But speaking of which, this name really sounds like a great beauty. Brother, you are blessed! Haha..."
Zhao Wei was also pleased by his words.
"Haha... Of course! My taste, can it be wrong? Do you think I'm like you, a martial arts fanatic who only knows how to cultivate? Haha..."
Zhao Wu also flattered him.
"Yes, yes. Compared to you, big brother, I am just a martial man. In terms of emotional intelligence and romance, I naturally can't compare to you, big brother!"
"It's not that you can't compare, but your mind is entirely focused on the special forces, isn't it? There are very few girls in the army, and with so many of you tough guys, you must have been holding back for three years?"
Zhao Wei's meaningful teasing made Zhao Wu's face flush with embarrassment.
However, Luo Jiaying, upon hearing the words "special forces" and "three years," couldn't help but tremble slightly.
What? He was also a soldier in the special forces?
And his enlistment time was almost the same as Han Lang's.
Does that mean he might know...
Thinking of this, Luo Jiaying became excited.
She suddenly pulled off her red veil, her eyes teary, and scanned the current situation, quickly locking her target on Zhao Wu.
She rushed forward and grabbed Zhao Wu, asking expectantly.
"Are you also a soldier in the special forces? Do you know someone named Han Lang?"
Zhao Wu was startled by Luo Jiaying's actions and didn't hear what she said at all.
"What's going on, brother?"
Seeing this, Zhao Wei quickly comforted Zhao Wu.
"It's nothing. She just remembered a friend of hers!"
Then he pulled Luo Jiaying over and reprimanded her with a frown.
"I've told you. Han Lang is just an ordinary rogue cultivator. After three years in the army, he already died on the battlefield. My brother has been a gifted prodigy since childhood, how could he know him?"
Hearing Zhao Wei's words, the tears in Luo Jiaying's eyes welled up again.
But at this moment, Zhao Wu, who had been looking confused, subconsciously said directly after hearing Zhao Wei's words.
"That's not right, brother. Han Lang isn't dead. Although I don't know if the Han Lang sister-in-law is talking about is the Han Lang I know, the Han Lang from my cohort, who belonged to our province's Le City, is not dead!"
Hearing this, Luo Jiaying was overjoyed.
She broke free from Zhao Wei's grasp and grabbed Zhao Wu's arm again, asking.
"Then where is he? Has he returned?"
In contrast, Zhao Wei was full of disbelief.
He had originally used a scheme to send Han Lang to the special forces, thinking that his strength would never allow him to survive the fierce battles in the special forces.
However, what Zhao Wu was saying now was that Han Lang was not dead.
This was somewhat beyond his expectations.
However, Zhao Wu was still completely bewildered. He pried Luo Jiaying's hand away and asked confusedly. 138 Reading Network
"No, sister-in-law. I still don't understand, what is your relationship with Han Lang? Why are you, who is about to get married to my brother, still concerned about someone else?"
Hearing this, Luo Jiaying looked at Zhao Wei with a face full of resentment.
"You should ask your brother about this! As for my relationship with Han Lang, if you really know Han Lang, you should know that he has a fiancée!"
Fiancée?
Zhao Wu's head buzzed, and he became even more confused.
Seeing this, Zhao Wei quickly pulled Luo Jiaying over and cursed angrily.
"What nonsense are you talking about! You are now my soon-to-be wife, Zhao Wei, and we are about to get married. Even if Han Lang isn't dead, you can't still be thinking about him at this time!"
Zhao Wei's scolding made Zhao Wu even more confused.
He quickly separated Zhao Wei and Luo Jiaying and continued to ask.
"Big brother! Don't be anxious. I need to sort this out. I haven't figured it out yet. Sister-in-law, you are Han Lang's fiancée?"
Zhao Wei was a little anxious at this moment.
"How is that possible? If she had a marriage contract with Han Lang, how could I still marry her?"
Seeing the panic in Zhao Wei's eyes, Zhao Wu also had some doubts.
He ignored Zhao Wei and turned to look at Luo Jiaying, muttering.
"Luo Jiaying, Luo Jiaying... this name is really familiar? Where did I hear it?"
Suddenly,
A flash of inspiration crossed his mind, and then he looked at Luo Jiaying with shock, his eyes full of disbelief.