Dust Wind

There’s SIS in great Britain, CIA in the US. In Huaxia, there’s Dragon Division, known as the mysterious power of the East.
When a soldier that originally failed to be selected to join, appeared on the Dragon Division’s list again, no one noticed, that this inconspicuous and humble-looking guy was actually the Dragon King of the division, the one that’s most difficult to deal with.
Mercenary: “Report, our squad is under attack, suffering heavy casualties!”
Commander: “How many enemies are out there?”
Mercenary: “Just… just one! There’s a joker card in his hand.”
HQ: “What?! Hurry, retreat!”

Ace of The Dragon Division

While Xu Cheng was pondering, the doorbell rang.

Shen Yao went over and opened the door. She saw it was her colleague and smirked, "Come in and see with your own eyes, stop spreading rumors in the future."

A beautiful lady walked in and she was very happy when she saw Lin Chuxue. "It's really princess Lan. I'm your fan, and I was so upset when I learned you were going on hiatus. I didn't see you on any media afterwards and I was so scared that the rumors that you died were true. I was just anxious and wanted to pressure your agency, because a lot of people want to get the police to investigate this properly."

The lady walked towards Lin Chuxue and shook her hands enthusiastically. Seeing her happy look, Lin Chuxue also smiled slightly. "It's okay, I'm just being very low-key and don't like to be under the spotlight. I'm not dead."

"That's good." Shen Yao's colleague let out a sigh of relief.

Xu Cheng stood at the side and kept staring at her.

Based on feelings?