Tang Shaoyang could sense the determination but also frustration from Zhang Mengyao through his Absolute Sense. Her words were genuine, but there was something hidden inside her.
He could pry further with his Absolute Sense, finding out what frustrated her. But that would be rude of him. If she didn't want him to know, then let it remain that way. If she wanted to tell him, she would tell him.
He grinned ear to ear, "You are the Supreme Commander. We listen to your command, Ma'am."
Zhang Mengyao rolled her eyes as her husband could still joke around, "You are in charge—"
Tang Shaoyang shook his head, waved his hand at her, "I can't be in charge when I will be on the frontline. How am I supposed to give you guys an order? Staying behind and giving orders is not my thing."
"Or maybe I can issue an edict for you to be in charge. I am Emperor, after all," He winked his right eye at Zhang Mengyao.
