Ni Jia didn’t just despise the people in his family; he despised himself, too.

If Jiang Qin had been a C-level female, he felt he might have been worthy of her. After all, he was an A-level male and could even help her make money.

’A High-level Beastman acting as her money bag,’ he thought. ’Even if she didn’t like me, she probably wouldn’t refuse that, right?’

But ever since word got out that she was an S-level female, he had given up on the idea.

Because he wasn’t worthy.

But it didn’t matter. He was still willing to be her money bag.

The only problem was, this left him with no good way to break away from his family.

After all, having seen the bright moon up close, it was hard to accept anyone else.

As for Ni Jia’s change in attitude, Jiang Qin just assumed he had become more rational and was no longer so blindly enthusiastic.

Things were good between them now. They cooperated occasionally; she would grant him the rights, and Ni Jia would earn money for her.

It wasn’t that she lacked money for herself—she lacked money for charity.

’Wealth in this world needs to circulate anyway,’ she thought. ’So what does it matter who earns it?’

Besides, she truly did have a desire for money now.

Her part-time work at the hospital had shown her too many forgotten heroes, and she wanted to do something for them.

With substantial wealth, combined with the favors she was owed as an S-level soothing master, she was confident she could recruit some soothing masters who were willing to work for charity.

After all, those lower-Level soothing masters also had friends and family—people they wanted to save but couldn’t.

But this was still a nascent idea. She would need help.

***

"Qinqin, are you busy?"

Lan Yuyan, who had just returned to her company after finishing a class, placed a video call to Jiang Qin.

On the screen, Jiang Qin was being fed expensive fruit by Long Hao.

"I just finished up. What’s wrong?"

"The company just received an invitation from the Federation Military. They’d like to invite you to the First Military District to perform a group soothing. Are you willing to go?"

Because Jiang Qin’s personal contact number was private, most collaboration requests were sent to her work account, which was managed by Xie Lili.

But the work account received so many messages that it usually took three business days to get a reply.

Some influential people would take a shortcut by going through Lan Yuyan.

Like this urgent official request.

The main reason, however, was that Jiang Qin had a bad impression of the Federation’s high-ranking officials, so she hadn’t added their contact information.

Normally, soothing masters of A-level and above had an official contact line.

This allowed both parties to request help from each other and made communication more convenient.

But Jiang Qin didn’t want to add them.

No matter how many times they sent a request, she ignored it.

However, while she had issues with the high-ranking officials, she wouldn’t let it affect the warriors, whose situations were already dire.

So, she agreed.

"Let’s schedule it for tomorrow. Try to keep it under a hundred thousand people, or the effect might not be as good."

"Okay, I’ll let them know."

After she hung up, Long Hao said calmly, "It’s not convenient for me to go to a Federation military district. Have that Flood Dra and the black bear go with you tomorrow."

Jiang Qin gave him a reassuring hug.

"You’ve been through a lot, coming all this way to marry me."

Pushing his luck, Long Hao asked, "Then can I sleep with you tonight?"

"Nope."

"Tsk."

’It’s not good when your partner is too fair,’ he grumbled internally. ’You can’t compete for even a sliver of affection.’

’I thought I could take the crybaby lion’s spot for once and vent some frustration.’

After all, that crybaby was truly detestable to a dragon!

’Always using those petty tricks a dragon can’t stoop to!’

***

The First Military District was located on the outskirts of the Main Star, quite a distance from Central City.

To give themselves more time for arrangements the next day, Jiang Qin and her group set out in the afternoon.

By the time they reached the city near the military district, it was already ten at night.

The Federation had a regulation that spaceships could only be used for interstellar travel; they weren’t permitted for travel between cities on the same planet.

So they took a Flying Car.

Flying Cars were also fast, but they were nowhere near as fast as spaceships.

...

The next morning at seven, after having breakfast at their hotel, the three of them headed directly to the military district.

After getting out of the Flying Car and registering at the gate, a young warrior came to lead them inside.

The whole way, the young warrior kept stealing glances at Jiang Qin, his ears turning red, but he didn’t say a word.

The rules here were clearly very strict.

The young warrior led them directly to the main assembly hall, explaining, "Our Commander came over before dawn."

"So I’m taking you straight there to save you a wasted trip to the conference room."

"Thank you for the trouble."

"You’re... you’re welcome." The young warrior seemed a bit dazed.

Being treated so gently by a High-level female for the first time, he felt like he was about to faint.

And she was his idol, too!

’Sob... If I wasn’t afraid of breaking regulations, I would’ve asked for an autograph and a photo.’

Jiang Qin observed her surroundings with curiosity the entire way.

It wasn’t until she reached the assembly hall and saw the Commander of the First Army that her expression became more composed.

"Miss Jiang, I’ve heard so much about you."

"Hello, Commander Zhong."

Zhong Qing looked to be in his early thirties, but he was actually over sixty years old.

He had rugged features and bronze skin that didn’t seem to fit the aesthetic preferences of Interstellar females. There was also a short scar by the corner of his eye.

It was clear he wasn’t used to smiling, so his attempt at a gentle expression looked a bit strange.

After trying for a while and failing to produce a warm, friendly smile, he decisively gave up.

Instead, he gave Jiang Qin a solemn military salute.

"Miss Jiang, I’m not the kind of person females find charming, so I don’t really know how to express my gratitude to you."

"In short, I am truly grateful that you accepted our invitation."

"I, Zhong Qing, will remember this favor. If there is ever anything you need me for, please do not hesitate to ask."

Zhong Qing spoke with sincerity, his gratitude genuine.

Because of the scarcity of S-level females, he had to go through hell every time he wanted to invite one to perform a soothing.

Offering a huge sum of money was one thing, but he also had to visit them repeatedly to plead his case.

He would often have the door slammed in his face, be toyed with a few times, and have to agree to other conditions before he could finally secure their help.

He had thought that inviting Jiang Qin would require the same process.

But to his surprise, she had replied after the very first invitation and hadn’t even brought up payment.

When he did promise remuneration, she directly refused half of it, only accepting 50 percent of the fee.

Honestly, being treated so well by an S-level female for the first time felt like a dream.

That was why he felt no amount of respect for Jiang Qin would be excessive, even for him, the Commander of the First Military District.

Only a soothing master like her was worthy of it!

Not those other females who, first thing, would demand he pick out a few good-looking warriors to send over to them!

They were warriors who defended the Federation, not a stable of male models from some entertainment club! The nerve to demand several at once—it was so outrageous he could only laugh in anger.