Duan Yanran didn't know what to say either. These matters could only be handled by her husband. Such a vast battlefield couldn't be controlled by ordinary people.
Anywhere on the battlefield, the battle lines were so long that one couldn't see the end. For such a large-scale battlefield, who could possibly control it completely?
Looking across the Emperor Mountain, only her husband could manage it.
The battlefield changes in an instant, truly difficult to handle.
Duan Yanran understood the pressure her husband was under. It's truly immense, with only two shoulders, there were times when it couldn't be borne.
Many times, he just gritted his teeth and carried on.
Duan Yanran poured a cup of warm water, took out a small orange, gently peeled it, and placed it into the cup of water, then added a few pieces of ice from the ice bucket.
"Drink less tea; it stimulates the nerves," Duan Yanran said, handing over the cup of water.
