The old man had just recovered from a major illness, almost like he had a near-death experience at the Ghost Gate.

If it weren't for Doctor Qin Luo's timely rescue, his life would still be in jeopardy.

As his daughter, Lu Siyu naturally wanted to stay by his side to take care of him for a while.

However, she also understood that Tang Fei, who was competing with Shen Wuxiang for control of the world, needed her more.

She was currently holding the position of Director of the Heavenly Mechanism Management Bureau, which served as the brain and virtual battlefield command center for the Righteous Army on this side. The planning and layout of the General Staff Headquarters also required a lot of data information from this side.

If she wasn't there, and they encountered tough opposition from the Mo Family, especially if Mo Wu, the Clan Leader of the Mo Family, personally took action, the others at the Heavenly Mechanism Management Bureau would likely not withstand his offensive...

However, Little Fatty cried his heart out, which greatly annoyed the old man, who pointed at Little Fatty and scolded, "I'm not dead yet! What's all the howling for?"

"Godfather, I'm afraid that by the time I come back, I won't be able to see you again," Little Fatty said with red-rimmed eyes.

"Phooey, phooey, phooey... I was dragged back from the Ghost Gate with great difficulty, how could I die? Even if King Yama himself came to take me, I would still have to argue with him..."

"That's good." Little Fatty finally felt relieved and said to the old man, "Godfather, you have to live well. I'll come back to see you whenever I have the chance."

If it were Tang Fei, he would have been told to get lost right away.

The old man treated Little Fatty differently in the end, knowing the boy was genuinely filial and simple-hearted, his tone became a little gentler as he comforted, "Don't worry, I won't die. Once I'm better, I'll head to the front line and join you. What's the point of hiding in a godforsaken place all day long?"

Lu Dongsheng, Lu Shengyang, and others looked embarrassed, as they were the ones labeled as 'afraid to advance'.

Tang Fei nudged Lu Siyu's shoulder and whispered in her ear, "I've always suspected Little Fatty is your father's biological son..."

Lu Siyu looked at Little Fatty's fair, chubby face, nodded seriously at Tang Fei's speculation, and said, "I also think he doesn't look like a barbarian, where's the barbarism?"

"What are you two whispering about?" The old man, who had half a simulated mechanical brain, had hearing better than ordinary people.

"We're concerned about your health and discussing the follow-up treatment plan," Tang Fei lied glibly, casually making up a reason.

You see, there was a reason the old man didn't fully trust him.

If it were Little Fatty, he would definitely choose to tell the truth.

Lu Siyu kept a straight face and said nothing, since Tang Fei had already explained for them.

"Hmph, I know there's not a word of good coming from your mouth," the old man threatened.

Doctor Qin Luo felt Little Fatty's worry was an insult to his capabilities and assured, "Rest assured everyone, with me here, Mr. Lu Yu will be in no danger whatsoever."

Tang Fei patted Doctor Qin Luo's shoulder and said with a smile, "Doctor Qin, thank you for your hard work. Once the old man recovers, you accompany him to the frontline battlefield to join us."

"I was thinking of doing that anyway," Doctor Qin Luo readily agreed.

Since he had already decided which side to take, he would contribute all his strength.

Why stay hiding here in the rear?

With no large-scale wars, the doctors from the Tianji Institute could handle all emergencies here adequately.

Tang Fei had hinted to him that if they could achieve ultimate victory, the position of Minister of Health of the Empire would be given to him.

Even though his heart pursued the medical path and he was reluctant to be an official, he could reserve this position for a Qin Family member who had made great contributions to the Righteous Army.

Then the Qin Family would become part of the power circle of the Empire?

To be honest, it was quite tempting.

He could neglect his own gains but had to consider his family clan.

"I want to go to the frontlines too, to treat and save people. The soldiers there need me more; that's my primary battlefield."

"Mainly to protect me," Tang Fei said, "I'm afraid of dying."

"..." Qin Luo.

"..." Lu Siyu.

"..." Everyone else.

Only the old man laughed loudly because this was the Tang Fei he knew.

One he had mentored personally.

Tang Fei, not one to dilly-dally, quietly left under the cover of night the same night.

When they arrived, there were three people and a coffin, and everyone's mood was heavy.

When they left, the coffin was gone, but everyone's spirits were noticeably lifted.

They were heading for the battlefield, heading towards hope.

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When the Star Disc landed on the command ship of the Beihai Fleet, the Gonggong, Bai Wuxin, and Chen Binghan were already waiting on the deck.

Without their permission, the fleet's radar would have long locked onto them and opened fire.

"Marshal," Chen Binghan stepped forward and delivered a standard Imperial Navy salute, showing great respect.

Bai Wuxin slightly bowed and called out, "Lord."

Who was an insider and who was an outsider was evident.

"You've all worked hard," Tang Fei said, meeting their gaze one by one with a smile.

He turned to Lu Siyu and Little Fatty and said, "We'll stay here tonight, you two find a place to eat something and rest."

Hearing the word 'eat', Little Fatty's eyes lit up a few degrees. He wasn't afraid of hardship or fatigue, just of having nothing to eat.

On the micro Star Disc, there was only concentrated nutrient liquid and compressed food packs, tasteless and lacking his favorite smoky flavors; he was really sick of it.

Lu Siyu wasn't interested in food; she wanted to find a place to sleep.

After all, as the Star Disc pilot, although she had the electronic eye scanning system, she dared not relax for a moment and had maintained intense concentration from start to finish, not having had a proper night's sleep for two days.

Once Little Fatty and Lu Siyu were taken away, Tang Fei looked at Bai Wuxin and Chen Binghan and said, "Let's go to the lounge."

"Yes," Chen Binghan agreed, adding, "I've asked the kitchen to prepare a few dishes, and the Marshal should have something to eat to pad your stomach."

Tang Fei nodded, saying, "Alright. Have you two eaten? Let's eat together."

"Have eaten."

"Haven't eaten."

The two spoke in unison.

Bai Wuxin had already eaten, so he said he had eaten.

Chen Binghan also had eaten, but when the Marshal invited them to dine together, he could still eat a little more.

Is it about eating or about accompanying?

On the dining table in the lounge, several dishes were already prepared.

Carbon-grilled red beef, smoked Deep Sea turtle fish, red bean stir-fried cabbage, and a cream-colored milk fish soup.

A wine barrel contained icy Red Cloud Wine from the Imperial Southern Border, its deep red color tempting the appetite.

Tang Fei sat at the head, inviting Bai Wuxin and Chen Binghan to sit beside him.

Bai Wuxin knew Tang Fei had something to discuss, so he made no objection.

Tang Fei was indeed somewhat hungry, and after wolfing down some food, he finally raised his glass, saying with a smile, "Come, let's all have a drink together. To celebrate our long-awaited reunion."

Tang Fei hadn't been gone long, barely twenty days in total.

However, because of many experiences and the overly tortuous and dangerous process, it seemed as if time had stretched interminably.

"Cheers to the Marshal's return. With you back, the Beihai Fleet has its backbone," Chen Binghan quickly raised his glass, clinked lightly against Tang Fei's glass edge.

Bai Wuxin didn't raise his glass, saying, "I still need to patrol the harbor soon."

Drinking wouldn't affect him.

But he didn't like drinking.

"Alright then, the two of us will drink," Tang Fei readily consented.

Chen Binghan watched, envious.

Bai Wuxin had eaten, so he said he had eaten.

Chen Binghan had also eaten, but since the Marshal invited him to dine together, he could eat a bit more.

"Is it about eating or about joining?"

"It's about where I will end up playing my part," Chen Binghan said, "Am I in or am I out?"

He knew that he's kind of a latecomer, and that it would take a long, long time of doing many, many things to get Tang Fei's attention and become 'one of his own.'

He lifted his neck and downed the entire glass of red wine.

Tang Fei advised, "No need to be impatient, General Chen, let's eat and talk at the same time."

"How is the internal reorganization of the Beihai Fleet going?"

"It's going well. During this period, I've been having one-on-one meetings with each of the ship captains and the mid- to high-level management of the Fleet, and everyone is very willing to bow their heads and make the ultimate sacrifice for the Marshal."

"No one is opposing?"

"Anyone who opposed?"

"Anyone who opposed?"

The two of them spoke in unison.

One voice had asked about opposition.

"They all want what's best for the Fleet and the Empire," Chen Binghan said, "and are absolutely loyal and committed to your cause."

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