「Luoyang.」
"Mengde is back?"
Cao Song breathed a sigh of relief and said,
"No one expected the White Lotus Sect to be so ferocious. Even though you were defeated in the campaign to suppress the rebellion, it wasn't your fault. It's good that you're back. It's just good that you're back..."
Cao Cao looked around blankly. One moment he was on that barren mountain, so how was he back in Luoyang, back in his home, the next?
He opened his mouth, bowed to his father—who already held a position among the Nine Ministers—and said wearily,
"Father, I am tired. I wish to rest for a while..."
So much had happened in just one day.
"After a great battle and a long, arduous journey, you should indeed get a good rest. Go on, go on!"
Back in his room, a maidservant, Xiaoqian, sidled up to him, her eyes full of seductive charm.
"Young Master, I've missed you so terribly..."
Cao Cao was in no mood for such things and waved his hand in annoyance.
"Leave. I don't need you to attend to me."
