"This Zhao Feng is a Deputy General in the army."
"He saved Yan'er's life," Wang Jian said with a faint smile.
"Just a Deputy General?" Mrs. Wang was slightly surprised. She had originally thought he was some young master from a great family.
"What do you mean, 'just a Deputy General'?" Wang Jian said, dissatisfied. "You don't understand Zhao Feng's potential. In less than a year since enlisting, he has risen from a commoner to a Deputy General. Look across our Qin Army, look across the entire world! Who else has been promoted as quickly as he has? You women..."
It was now clear that Wang Jian held Zhao Feng in very high esteem. Although Zhao Feng was somewhat young and impetuous, he also possessed the sense of responsibility befitting a man. Indeed, he had the potential to be worthy of his daughter.
"Father," Wang Yan finally said hesitantly, "I... I might be carrying Zhao Feng's child."
