A Scarred Omega [Female Alpha, Male Omega] (ChatGPT Translated)

Chapter 42

As soon as he finished speaking, before Mu Haichao could react, there were several short exclamations around, followed by very quiet whispers. Some people mentioned the word "Marshal" when they spoke, then immediately covered their mouths and looked cautiously at Axiu. 

Axiu didn't react much, and his gaze followed the sound, saying gently to them, "You've worked hard."  Those people were startled and shook their heads, probably not knowing what to say. In the end, they just raised their fists and put them on their chests, making a standard salute to Axiu. Standard translation: 

The first time I saw such a neat and uniform salute in real life, I was shocked. 

Axiu finally squeezed my hand and let go, walking over to Mu Haichao's side. He wasn't wearing a military uniform, just a simple shirt and pants, but his whole demeanor was completely different. He was about the same height as Mu Haichao, but when he lowered his voice to speak to her, she instinctively lowered her head. 

I didn't walk over, but stood a little behind them on the side, where I could see Axiu's face. 

He stood tall and serious, exuding a sense of dominance without anger. Although his tone was gentle, his gaze on Lin Qingshu was as sharp as a sword. 

Seeing Axiu's expression and feeling his aura was something I had never experienced before - there were very few videos of Bu Huaiyuan circulating on the internet, and the few that existed were from his younger days and not very clear. 

After he entered the military, no videos of him were released, except for various written reports and a few photos of him wearing a mask. My entire impression of Bu Huaiyuan was stuck in the past. 

The young imperial marshal was like a drawn sword, not hiding his talent and ability, with his sharp edge on full display. But now, after going through various battlefields in the military, he had settled into this appearance. 

I was used to seeing Axiu's obedient demeanor in front of me, but suddenly felt a bit unfamiliar. 

Mu Haichao seemed to be as stunned as I was by Bu Huaiyuan's sudden aura, stuttering when she spoke: "Y-you, you, how. . ."  

"Haichao, just like before is fine."  Bu Huaiyuan paused and said, "I've been away for these past few years, thank you for your hard work."  

He lowered his voice and spoke softly to Mu Haichao, like an elder who had seen wind and rain. He had never spoken to me in this tone before. I peeked over and saw that Axiu's expression was normal, but Mu Haichao's eyes were red and he seemed about to cry. 

She trembled and shouted "Marshal" with a strong emotion in her voice that almost overflowed. I got goosebumps and watched as Bu Huaiyuan raised his hand and moved it towards Mu Haichao's head. 

I widened my eyes involuntarily: if he dared to touch someone else's head, he would be in trouble!

- Fortunately, his hand stopped halfway and changed direction, gently patting Mu Haichao's shoulder. Mu Haichao quickly wiped his eyes and then resumed his professional demeanor, quietly explaining the situation to Bu Huaiyuan. 

The two of them stood there without any intention of taking action, nor did they remind me not to move. It should be safe to stay here for the time being. 

I couldn't help much and didn't plan to disturb them. Ignoring the occasional glances that fell on me, I lowered my head and rolled a small stone under my foot. 

Although it was inappropriate, I couldn't control myself and felt a little unhappy. 

He was so intimate when he just called Mu Haichao.