Shao Xuan stood on stage, exuding a calm that seemed in stark contrast to the recruits’ tumultuous excitement, confusion, and disbelief. 

In truth, the platoon leader of the Gold Erasers had already received Han Qingyu’s answer yesterday while walking to the auditorium for the recruit briefing assembly.

Han Qingyu would be staying at Regiment 425.

Shao Xuan had asked for his reasoning, and Han Qingyu said it was because he had friends there that he couldn’t bear to leave behind. 

If Shao Xuan were being honest, he didn’t really buy it. A possibility had crossed his mind, but he quickly dismissed it as unlikely. The boy didn’t seem particularly ambitious.

At that moment, chaos broke out in front of the command platform.

A person suddenly stepped up onto the edge of the platform and shouted toward the formation, “Are you really prepared to keep putting up with this? Are you so scared of fighting me that you’re even willing to give up on the Gold Erasers?”

It was Bai Ji, the White Erasers’ genius recruit. 

This was perhaps his last chance to taunt Han Qingyu. Although everyone felt that he...