"Let go!"
"I won't let go! This child belongs to me!"
In the main hall, two old men with a combined age nearing one hundred and fifty each held onto one of Gu An's legs, like they were fighting over the last cabbage at the market.
Gu An was suspended in mid-air, his little face tense and tight.
Gu Yanshen couldn't stand it anymore.
He took a step forward, releasing the commanding presence of a soldier.
"Stop it!"
The two old men simultaneously turned their heads to glare at him.
Professor Wang huffed and puffed, "None of your business!"
Professor Liu was even more direct, tapping his cane against the ground and pointing it at Gu Yanshen's nose.
"You brutish soldier playing with guns every day, what do you know about the future of national science!"
Gu Yanshen: "..."
He felt a surge of frustration stuck in his chest.
As the dignified regiment commander, it was the first time he'd been scolded right in the face without the ability to retort.
