Special Agent’s Rebirth: The Almighty Goddess of Quick Transmigration - Chapter 288

Both General Bai and Ye Cheng shared a love for fine wine.

At home, General Bai had collected several premium brands. When Ye Cheng brought out the wine earlier, he recognized the label but didn’t pay much attention—assuming it was a replica.

But the moment the wine touched his lips, he could tell it was no ordinary liquor.

“Ahem.” Ye Shaohua noticed General Bai’s reaction and immediately refilled his glass. “Uncle Bai, as long as you like it.”

General Bai realized he had just downed a single sip worth tens of thousands.

His heart ached at the thought.

But he caught Ye Shaohua’s subtle hint and said nothing. Suppressing his shock, he shot her a curious, almost stunned glance.

Lately, since the sharpshooter incident, Ye Shaohua hadn’t returned to the base. General Bai had assumed the most remarkable member of the Ye family was Ye Sinian, especially since she had entered the Yun Family’s military district.

Yet here was Ye Shaohua casually pulling out a bottle of wine worth seven figures—something even money couldn’t easily buy.

Watching Ye Cheng drink without a care, General Bai couldn’t help but wonder: If he knew the true value of this wine, would he still be gulping it down so happily?

Still, General Bai was no stranger to extraordinary circumstances. Observing Ye Shaohua’s composed demeanor, he sighed inwardly.

To think even I could misjudge someone.

Just what was this girl involved in?

A hidden tycoon, perhaps?

Madam Bai, oblivious to fine wine, was too preoccupied with thoughts of Ye Sinian’s unfair treatment to notice her husband’s reaction.

When the gathering ended, Ye Cheng tried to leave the remaining wine for General Bai.

But how could General Bai accept something so expensive? Instead, he had someone carefully pack it in an elegant bag for Ye Cheng to take home.

Then, the group prepared to head to the military district.

The Yun Family’s military district wasn’t open to just anyone.

Though General Bai had once served under Commander Yun, and Ye Sinian’s current status allowed some flexibility, he still couldn’t bring Ye Cheng and the others inside. At most, he could arrange for Ye Sinian to meet them at the gates.

While General Bai coordinated with the personnel, Ye Shaohua leaned against the entrance gate, typing a message on her phone:

[The one in the yellow dress and black-framed glasses walking out of your military district gate—that’s me.]

After sending it, she leisurely strolled back to Ye Cheng’s side.

Ye Sinian emerged with a group of soldiers.

Spotting Ye Cheng and Ye Shaohua, she paused briefly before approaching. “Dad. Uncle Bai.”

Ye Cheng froze for a full minute.

“Sinian… you’re in the preparatory camp?!” His voice trembled.

Even General Bai was taken aback.

Bai Xuanmo, who had jogged over, chuckled at their reactions. “Yes, Sinian is now part of the preparatory camp. If she passes all the trials, she’ll advance to Unit One.”

Even if she didn’t make it to Unit One, Ye Sinian would still be highly sought after by other military divisions.

Ye Sinian smiled modestly. “It’s nothing special. Not compared to Xuanmo-ge.”

In truth, having been reborn, she was determined to surpass her past limits and secure a place in Unit One—the elite organization that stood toe-to-toe with the mafia in a three-way power balance.

Joining Unit One was the ultimate goal of every special agent and soldier.

“Don’t be humble. Your progress in training has been remarkable,” Bai Xuanmo said sincerely, mistaking her for a natural talent. “You’ll definitely make it into the organization.”

Ye Sinian’s lips curled slightly.

This time, she didn’t refute him.

She was confident—more than ever before.

“Why are so many people gathering outside today?” General Bai noticed two high-ranking officers standing by the roadside, as if awaiting someone important.

Who could warrant such a reception?

Ye Sinian shook her head, claiming ignorance.

Bai Xuanmo, however, had caught wind of something. He glanced at the officers and lowered his voice. “Core members of Unit One are visiting the district. I just got word.”

Ye Sinian’s eyes gleamed with anticipation.

These were figures she hadn’t dared to dream of meeting in her past life.

Now, she might see them in the flesh.

While Ye Cheng and General Bai chatted excitedly about her, Ye Sinian stole a glance at Ye Shaohua, who stood silently to the side.

Her expression remained unreadable.

Strange.

But before she could dwell on it, a military jeep pulled up at the district gates.

“Dad, you two should leave now,” Ye Sinian said hurriedly, eyeing the approaching guards. “The patrol will escort you out. Civilians aren’t allowed to loiter here.”

“Right, right.” Ye Cheng snapped back to reality, unused to the strict military atmosphere after so many years. He knew better than to overstay.

“Shaohua, let’s go.” He tugged at her sleeve, trying to steer her away.

But Ye Shaohua didn’t budge.

Ye Cheng blinked in confusion. The jeep’s door was opening. “Shaohua, we can’t afford trouble. Come on!”

By then, General Bai and Bai Xuanmo had also realized the urgency.

Oddly, no one from the district had moved to shoo Ye Shaohua away.

“Get out of here, now,” General Bai urged, shielding Ye Shaohua with his body, his expression grave. “Why hasn’t the district issued any warnings about this?”

Ye Sinian had already rejoined her unit, standing confidently at the front of the preparatory camp lineup.

A polished military boot stepped onto the ground.

Then, a tall, imposing figure emerged.

Even before he approached, his commanding presence was palpable.

The district’s officers hurried forward, greeting him warmly. “Captain Yun.”

Bai Xuanmo stepped up respectfully. “Captain Yun.” He gestured to Ye Sinian, eager to highlight her potential. “This is Ye Sinian. She’s—”

Yun Nuo walked past them without a glance. His sharp gaze cut through the crowd, landing squarely on Ye Shaohua.

“Hiding in plain sight?” He raised an eyebrow. “Did you really think I wouldn’t notice you?”