After a moment of awkward silence, Hong Jiang sighed and said:
"Xiaoyao, through all my years fighting on the battlefield, if it comes to deploying troops, attacking, defending, or fighting on the front lines, I suppose I am capable enough..."
"You are too modest, Adoptive Father. Everything Xiangliu is capable of today is entirely thanks to your careful cultivation back then," Xiaoyao quickly chimed in.
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