One must be honest in life

The most miserable group was Wyatt Parker's, who ran under the impact of high-pressure water guns with heavy weights on their backs. They were repeatedly knocked down and had to get up again and again to continue running.

The high-pressure water gun hits harder than a knife, and this is the kind of training only special forces need to undergo. But they are just students doing military training, it's simply unbearable.

"Are you the class leader of Class Six? As the class leader of Class Six, is this all you're capable of?" Tyler said coldly, giving him a disdainful look. "Useless!"

Wyatt Parker gritted his teeth and persevered, his eyes turned red. He always considered himself smarter than others, but didn't really care much about people.

Being called useless in public made him feel humiliated and angry. It seemed as though everyone around him was laughing at him, making his emotions fluctuate violently.

Amelia knew that Tyler was getting back at her for the suffering she endured during their wilderness survival. He didn't bother with any underhanded tactics, but instead, bullied her openly.

He came for Amelia, so he couldn't bear to see her suffer in the slightest. He wanted to return every bit of harm back to them.

Amelia was naturally assigned to the easiest group, along with Noah Foster and several others. Tyler made them warm up and practice their reaction time as if they were playing.

She didn't need to use her still-healing foot at all, which was probably Tyler's deliberate arrangement.

After a day of training, the entire Class Six was immersed in pain and agony.

But in the eyes of outsiders, Class Six had become the object of envy for all other classes.

A legendary figure came to be their instructor. Such a thing, if spoken out, would be a life experience. How could they not be jealous? Only heaven knows what kind of life they have led.

They thought it was a godsend, but it turned out to be a devil.

...

In a top-floor office of a certain building, a young man dressed in a gray suit sat on a black leather sofa, tapping a diamond-studded pen in his hand. Another middle-aged man stood respectfully in front of him.

"You said Tyler went to Forest Peak?"

"Yes, he went to be a military training instructor, and he's also the instructor for our Saint Hua students. I don't know what he's up to."

"Hmm, is he crazy? Does he want to meddle with my Saint Hua too? Keep a close eye on Tyler. He's as sly as a fox. Don't let him get away with anything."

"Yes."

Because of Amelia's incident with the confinement, Tyler knew that he was exposed, so he decided to expose everything, making it difficult for the person behind him to guess what he was thinking. He could play both sides.

He could be with Amelia and make the other person uneasy. Tyler was good at doing these kinds of things that benefited him in multiple ways.

...

Forest Peak cafeteria is usually quite quiet, after all, it is a military base, a place that values discipline.

Except for Ethan Sullivan's confession in the cafeteria last time!

And also today.

"Hey! We made a bet, how can you go back on your word?" The students from Class 6, who have been trained by Tyler and are full of anger these days, are now facing off against the students from Class 1.

"This won't work. So many people heard it at the time. If we win, you have to give us your single dorms," said the Class 6 students.

Upon listening carefully, it turns out that it is because of the previous bet, about the number of people who passed the wilderness survival training this time.

If Class 6 wins, Class 1 will have to give up their single dorms. If Class 1 wins, Class 6 will have to clean up the training grounds for them.

Now, it is Class 6's turn to collect the spoils.

"Uh...how about we exchange for something else? After all, changing dorms requires approval from the instructors. It doesn't feel quite right," a girl from Class 1 said, blushing.

Regardless of whether they change dorms this time, Class 1 has already lost face. Class 6 was already the worst-performing class, but they actually lost to Class 6. It's simply unbearable.

"How about we help you clean up the training grounds!" people from Class 1 said again.

Noah Foster, who made the bet at the time, was not present. Class 6's people were unsure of what to do, and didn't want to be too aggressive, so they were preparing to compromise.

At this moment, Amelia walked out slowly and said coldly, "We agreed to the bet. A person must keep their word."

Class 1's people were stunned by Amelia's stunning face from up close. Even though Amelia had intentionally or unintentionally covered up her face since the start of military training, it was still undeniably beautiful.

It wasn't that Amelia was bored. She just wasn't sure if she could focus on her studies if she fully revealed her face.

Class 1's people looked at Ethan Sullivan with a pained expression and whispered, "Boss, didn't you say she was kind and pure? Moreover, she's our future sister-in-law. Who's being untrustworthy here?"

Ethan Sullivan also stared at Amelia fiercely, clearly still having some unresolved grievances.

Amelia was indifferent. She let these people stare at her and continued, "You were the ones who made the bet, and you were the ones who set the terms. What more is there to say?"

"Go back and move your dorms!" Ethan Sullivan said through his teeth.

Amelia nodded satisfactorily, with an innocent expression, leaving the others feeling frustrated. How could she care about some silly bet? She was interested in their single dorms.

Thinking that Tyler was their instructor, wouldn't they have to stay at Forest Peak for a month? Now that they had confirmed their relationship, they couldn't resist sneaking into each other's dorms at night. Wouldn't it be more convenient for them to have a single room?

With the approval of the residential management, Class 6 swapped dorms with Class 1, and Amelia happily moved into the new dorm, leaving behind her former roommate Noah Foster, who looked green and red, his face an ugly sight.

"You're happy not to live with me?" Noah Foster muttered in anger, not knowing how to face Amelia.

It was a big misunderstanding!

Amelia noticed that many people were heading to Tyler's place, so she couldn't resist going there too. She openly ran to Tyler's place, as Tyler had become their Class 6 instructor and it was no longer a secret where he lived, according to the students' gossip.

In just one day, there were crazy numbers of people visiting, peeking, and bringing gifts. Like an illusion, Tyler allowed these people to enter the living room, but only locked the door inside, whether he was seen or not was another matter. So Amelia's arrival didn't seem abrupt.

Amelia approached quickly, and the guard at the door asked a few questions before leading her into the living room and closing the door.

Glancing around the empty living room, Amelia headed straight for Tyler's bedroom, but her hand was stopped by someone. The owner of that hand was Tyler's deputy, Ava Ramirez. Why was this woman everywhere?

"Miss Amelia, wait a moment, the General is resting and has ordered not to be disturbed," Ava Ramirez stopped Amelia and said strictly.

"Oh, are you sure he doesn't even want to see me?" Amelia raised her eyebrows slightly.