Little Baozi shook his head like a rattle, “No! I want to see the great general. In the future, I want to become a great general too and beat up bad guys until they’re too scared to cross the border again!”

“Son, if you go out and ask, who wouldn’t know that your lord father, me, is the best of the best? What’s the point of running afar when there’s a master here? When you reach the age of five and it’s time to start your schooling, I will teach you the art of war. A good deal of what I know was inspired in me while on the battlegrounds!” Zhu Junyang hoped that he would be the hero that his son worshiped. As for that fellow Zhao Han...hmph, get lost!

“Really ah?” Little Baozi didn’t quite believe his father’s words, so he turned his head to look at his lady mother to confirm these statements.

Yu Xiaocao pulled her son into her arms and had him sit on her legs as she smiled, “Our Little Baozi is so brave and strong. You even know that it’s important...