"Is my dad a goddamn human turret?"
According to the unofficial data on the ancient map, Yalaso Mountain was about ten thousand feet high. For the enemy to shoot a hidden projectile from such a commanding height barely obeyed the laws of physics. But General Zheng's spear throw...
"Your dad is truly... valiant."
Feng Bei nudged Zheng Xiu with her elbow and whispered.
Zheng Xiu was a bit dazed himself, but he replied, "N-No need to be a stranger. He's your dad, too."
Feng Bei smiled.
As soon as Feng Bei finished speaking, Zheng Xiu jogged to catch up with Zheng Haoran.
"General Zheng! General Zheng!"
Zheng Xiu once again suppressed the urge to call him "Dad." When Zheng Haoran turned around, Zheng Xiu pantomimed the spear-throwing motion and asked eagerly, "I have long admired you, General Zheng, and I hope to one day become a great man who can stand tall like you. If I may be so bold, General, how did you master that move?"
