Chapter 97

"Are you very capable? To be able to join the Flying Tiger Team from a patrol officer, you must be very strong, right?"

"Capable? No, I'm not capable." Du Qian thought seriously for a moment and felt he shouldn't deceive a child. The word 'capable' had nothing to do with him.

The little girl's delicate face scrunched up, trying hard to think about why an incapable person could be promoted directly from a patrol officer to a member of the Flying Tiger Team. Her personality had serious flaws, but her intelligence was fine, and she was very smart.

Du Qian found the little girl quite interesting and didn't think much about it. At such a matchmaking event, matchmaking was secondary. No one expected it to succeed, and it was more like a social gathering, giving more people a chance to interact. Of course, the most important thing was to get familiar with the people from Junshan Pavilion.

"What do you do in the Flying Tiger Team?" The little girl thought for five whole minutes, staring at Du Qian as he ate voraciously for five minutes.

"I'm a minor section chief, with no real power."

"Section chief?" The little girl's rosy lips opened wide. Even though Pingchuan was only a second-tier city, a section chief in the Flying Tiger Team was considered mid-to-high level, with a high status in the city.

According to her knowledge, in any city's Flying Tiger Team, apart from the one chief and two deputy chiefs, there were at most five to six section chiefs. In the Flying Tiger Team, a section chief was definitely among the top ten management levels.

Of course, each city's situation was different. In the Flying Tiger Team, there was another group of people with considerable influence, but they usually didn't care about the management of the team. They were the venerated ones, martial cultivators at the War Master level.

"Little girl, chatting with your friend?" An old man, almost too old to walk, came over. His face was more wrinkled than a Shar-Pei, and his smile was so kind that Du Qian almost vomited.

He only noticed the wrinkles on the old man's face but didn't notice the surprise in the old man's eyes.

The little girl ignored the old man, holding a knife and fork, cutting a piece of juicy meat into mince but not eating any of it.

"Being a section chief is very capable. Are you good at management or calculation?"

"I'm not good at management, but I'm okay at calculation. I can do addition and subtraction within 100 without thinking, it's pretty impressive, right?" Du Qian chuckled, finding the little girl quite interesting.

Du Qian was actually quite well-known in Pingchuan City, as a famous waste in the Flying Tiger Team. His fame didn't come from his own strength, but rather from a form of self-deprecation. Unfortunately, his chat partner was just a little girl who didn't understand anything. It would be best if she didn't understand; otherwise, it would be embarrassing.

"You're lying..." The little girl was angry, her face turning red, as if Du Qian had committed an unforgivable sin.

"Boy, speak properly." The old man turned his face, glaring at Du Qian, his eyes almost spitting fire.

Du Qian was busy eating the spirit beast meat and didn't see it: "Sis, I'm not lying, I'm telling the truth. I can do addition and subtraction within 100 without thinking. For numbers over 100, I need to think a bit. For numbers over 1000, addition and subtraction are still okay, but multiplication and division need to be done with a pen. What do you expect from a graduate of a war orphan school?"

"Are you a war orphan?" The old man asked in surprise. War orphans at such an event today?

Actually, war orphans had appeared at Junshan matchmaking events before, but they were mostly over 30, with the majority around 40. After decades of effort, even among war orphans, a few outstanding individuals would emerge.

The Du Qian in front of him looked too young, definitely not 30. Such a person usually wouldn't have the chance to attend the Junshan matchmaking event.

"Yes, there are many war orphans, it's not rare." Du Qian finally looked up at the old man. When he saw the wrinkles, he shifted his gaze to the little girl's face. The visual difference was too great, making him feel nauseous.

It had to be said, the eating speed of war orphans was really fast. In just a few minutes, Du Qian felt he couldn't eat any more meat, though a few more fruits would be fine.

The old man took a deep breath: "How long have you been out of school? Who did you come with?"

"More than a month, I came with our captain. That one over there, you can't not know him, Captain Fei, the head of the Flying Tiger Team in Pingchuan City, a War Master-level martial cultivator." Du Qian pointed to Fei Xue not far away, boasting about his captain to boost his own status.

"Fei Xue, I know him." The old man raised his eyelids, glancing at Fei Xue, not taking it seriously.

The local Flying Tiger Team captain, even in his eyes, wasn't much of a figure, but he was familiar with him. His perception was completely different from Du Qian's. Among the people he knew in the Flying Tiger Team, Fei Xue was probably the weakest. If he wasn't responsible for managing the team, he wouldn't need to know him.

"How did you get into the Flying Tiger Team?" The little girl asked seriously.

The wrinkles on the old man's face twitched. How could he ask such a question? Fortunately, he was familiar with the young lady's habits. Given her identity and personality flaws, even important figures usually just smiled and ignored it. Who would argue with a little girl?

As for lesser figures? Well, like the one in front of him, being able to talk to the young lady was a blessing from a past life. How could you argue?

"Let's not talk about it, I just managed to get in." Du Qian didn't know how to explain. He found the little girl's rudeness quite natural, as he had indeed managed to get into the Flying Tiger Team, and was just there to eat and not think about dying.

"A young man, what's your name?" A handsome young man walked over and sat next to the little girl. He seemed to be only a few years older than Du Qian, but his tone was surprisingly old-fashioned.

"Du Qian? How should I address you, brother?" Du Qian asked politely, a hint of jealousy flashing in his eyes. Damn, why is he so handsome, just to walk around and make people feel inferior?

"Do you envy me?" The handsome man said bluntly.

"Yes." Du Qian answered straightforwardly.

"Why? My combat strength is high because I work hard. You're still young, why don't you work hard?" The handsome man looked quite unhappy.

"How do you know I don't work hard? Besides, does hard work really matter?" Du Qian rolled his eyes. Their thinking was clearly not on the same wavelength. Is being handsome so great, can you talk?

The little girl was still young, and Du Qian didn't care what she said, especially since she was telling the truth. This handsome man just made him uncomfortable.

"How can hard work not matter?" The handsome man was angry.

"Even if I work hard, will it make me handsome?" Du Qian's voice rose an octave. This handsome man was brainless.

"You... You envy me for being handsomer than you?" The handsome man's eyes widened, looking a bit dazed.

"Damn, don't be so disgusting, you're a guy. Even if you're handsome, don't act dazed and cute, that's more suitable for the little girl next to you." Du Qian was also angry. The matchmaking event was so boring, and anyone could get in.

Thinking about it, Du Qian wasn't angry anymore and found it a bit funny. If someone like him could get in, this handsome man, who looked so good, probably didn't even need an invitation to walk in. Just being a pretty boy was quite eye-catching.

"Shut up."

"Slap..."

"You shut up."

"Get lost..."

The first voice came from behind Du Qian, so familiar that he didn't need to turn around to know it was Captain Fei's voice.

Immediately, the back of his head hurt as Fei Xue slapped him. With his War Master-level skills, Du Qian felt it but couldn't react, and the slap landed solidly, crisp, loud, and painful, making Du Qian's head spin.

The last two sentences... were said simultaneously by the little girl and the handsome man in front of Du Qian. The handsome man's face darkened, telling Fei Xue to shut up, while the little girl simply told Fei Xue to get lost.

"You... speak politely, this is our Captain Fei, show some respect." Du Qian quickly said, disliking the handsome man but having a good impression of the little girl. He didn't want them to be dealt with by Captain Fei.

In Du Qian's eyes, Captain Fei was incredibly powerful, not only in terms of strength but also in status, having a place even in front of the city lord.

Silence... extreme silence...

Du Qian suddenly realized he had done something wrong. Glancing around, he found the hall filled with people, the music stopped, and everyone was frozen, as if under a spell.

"That... that... continue, pretend I'm not here." If Du Qian still didn't realize he had caused trouble, he would be too stupid. Was there something wrong with the handsome man's identity?

Could he be the great-grandson of Junshan Pavilion, with a very high status? It shouldn't be, the Jun family in Pingchuan City was very low-key and known for their etiquette...

"Du Qian, I'm glad to meet you, my name is Junshan." The handsome man extended his hand, breaking the silence.

"Oh... I'm Du Qian, very... very... very... you... you're Junshan? You dare to impersonate Junshan Pavilion... oh... I understand, it's a coincidence, your name is really interesting, but it's best not to say it here..."

Well, Du Qian was really stunned. If it was just the two of them, he would definitely mock his name or suspect his motives. But looking at the reactions of the people around him, damn, this was really Junshan Pavilion?

This is too unfair, Junshan Pavilion is over 160 years old, right? He's an old man who crumbles when he walks, right? He's even older than the wrinkled old man next to him, right?

Junshan, how can you be so handsome, do you even let others live?

"I am that Junshan, this is my little daughter, Baor. Introduce yourself." Junshan's smile was very annoying, at least to Du Qian.

Can we still chat happily? This is too much. Du Qian's legs were trembling, even more than when he faced the two little devils.

He knew the devil sisters were violent, but they would only beat him up. But this smiling handsome man might eat him.