"Want to fight!"
Alright, this answer is quite willful.
"You're from Great Zhou, do you think fighting your own people is fun?"
"Very interesting."
Yangyang was speechless, what's wrong with this person, so unfriendly.
"What would it take for you not to fight?"
"…"
No response for a while, Yangyang went down and kicked the leg of his bed, "Hey, I'm talking to you!"
"Shut up!" Baili Han even wore a mask while sleeping, "Keep making noise, and I'll throw you outside."
Sure enough, Yangyang stopped talking.
Hearing shallow breathing sounds, Baili Han got out of bed and stared at the little boy in front of him for a long time.
"Should I say you're broad-minded, or are you too trusting of me, sleeping so soundly without fear of death." Baili Han thought of how Yang Chuxia taught the child, with no sense of guarding against others.
The next day
At dawn, Baili Han handed the army over to General Zha, traveled lightly with Yangyang to Ning City.
