There was a straight avenue outside the Aether Portal in Freedom City. And today, almost all the luxury cars in the city galloped in the avenue. In a dark, long limousine car, Patrick sat beside Emerald. Although he had his beloved woman in his arms and could kiss her whenever he wanted, his face was still dark. Emerald looked at the cheerful people outside the car window, which passed by like endless comic strips, and took a deep sigh. Right after the war, the Zerg sent the infection medicine to them. Although only one-tenth of the population in the Alliance survived in the war, the survivors were still infected by the joy of victory. Their excitement for the hero and their worship of Patrick was especially high, which made the excited citizens almost compass all the cars of the mercenary when the troops arrived in Freedom City.Someone cried “Patrick” so loudly along the avenue that the high voice made the cars tremble; others carried banners and plates to express their love and adoration. Among them, females accounted for over 80 percent---perhaps all girls from other planets in the Alliance came here to welcome the mercenary troops. Emerald felt common for their craziness, actually, but Patrick obviously felt annoyed. He sat beside her with a cold face, with one of his hands holding her waist, the other hand knocking his knee. Although he did not say anything, his antipathy was obvious. “Harvey, tell them.” He said coldly, “all women in the city belong to the mercenary. If they still stay here until tomorrow, then my soldiers have the right to do whatever they want.” “Okay.” Harvey answered in a smile, “I’m afraid many of them are willing to.” Emerald couldn’t help thinking that, if it was not because of Patrick, she must be one of those outside the windows, instead of sitting in the car, so she could understand their excitement, and she told Patrick, “The existence of heroes makes the citizens feel safe after the war. Not everyone could be the hero.” Patrick glanced at her, “Do you want to be the hero?” Emerald nodded, “Why not? I’m willing to if I am able to help more people.” Patrick’s face was cold, “then they’d better not be overenthusiastic about you.” “They” were the citizens. Emerald was speechless. When he brought her back, he was eager to keep her around him in the early days. He was more tender than bossy at that time, but then he gradually became indifferent again. She understood that, for a man like him, his passion could not last long. Perhaps he would express his love through what he did, but not through what he said. But his possessiveness was too strong indeed.The car turned to the central avenue downtown. More people surrounded them to watch, and the soldiers were in battle array to keep the order. At this moment, a man’s sharp voice resounded, “Emerald!!!” The voice attracted all the people around, including Patrick, Harvey, and Emerald’s attention. Emerald looked up and saw in surprise that--- It was not one person but a group of people. There were more than twenty people. They wore the same orange coat, like the members of a community. They were all young, with both males and females, but males were more. They held a conspicuous banner, which wrote “Heroine of the Stone Array! Savior of the Alliance!” Someone even carried two posters of Emerald, one being Emerald in the pilot uniform and saluting solemnly; the other being her smiling and wagging her fingers in “V” gesture in weskit and camouflage pants. At the sight of this car, they seemed to be lit up and burst into excited cheers. They shouted spontaneously, “Emerald! Emerald!” in great worship.Their voice was still lingering around even after their car drove far away. It was silent inside the car. Emerald felt a little touched. She was never regarded as a heroine or a star. But when they welcomed her, she just felt they actually knew all the torture she suffered in the war. She was luckier than thousands of soldiers who died in the war. Nobody knew what they had done and sacrificed for the war. However, Patrick has clearly had a different view. “Why do they have your photos?” He frowned, and his hand wiped through her shoulders to fiddle with her long hair. “They were the photos I took when I enlisted in the army and the photos I took with comrades...” She answered. Patrick looked up and said, “Harvey, clear it out.” Harvey said resignedly, “Commander, I’m afraid we can’t. People can share information freely on the Internet, and we can’t stop the transmission of the photos.” Patrick was silent. Although Emerald disliked being in the limelight, she still felt happy and couldn’t help smiling when she saw the powerful Patrick defeated. But Patrick, who focused on the front, suddenly noticed her smile and looked at her coldly. A second later, his face was wrapped with a smile, and his dark eyes were not that sharp and cold. “Woman is man’s weakness indeed.” He said softly, “and can make man irrational.” Before she responded, he turned to Harvey, “do whatever you can and buy them all.” “...Yes, sir.” There was an obvious smile in Harvey’s voice. Emerald really felt that the man was so confident and wild, so he could easily accept his irrational possessiveness and show it in an extreme way.She felt both sweet and resigned. Since all the cheetahs were used to carry the wounded soldiers, they spent an hour arriving at Patrick’s mansion. The cars stopped at the mansion. Patrick got off, and Emerald took the walking stick but was held by Patrick, and the latter carried Emerald easily by the waist. The soldiers outside the car were watching them, which made Emerald blush. She knew his personality that he would only disregard her rejection, so she just let him do what he wanted and was carried into the main bedroom. Patrick put her on the sofa and stripped off his uniform coat. He took casual wear for himself and a green skirt and a trench coat for her from the closet. He turned around and saw that she was looking at the room’s decoration. Then he found that the decoration of the main bedroom was too simple since it had nothing except for the floor, bed, and desk in a cold tone. It was the same with the decoration that he lived alone, which was cold and boring, and even when she lived here, there was nothing different. But now, when she was sitting here quietly, he felt so strange. “You can do whatever you want to change the decoration.” He said, “You are the hostess.” Emerald blushed, and she nodded, “thanks.”