"The Shangjiangjun said that this battle will one day be known throughout the land, and everyone will hear of General Zhao's victory over Wei Wuji."
"This battle can truly be called a victory of the few against the many, the weak against the strong," the trusted aide said with a smile, his eyes showing genuine admiration for Zhao Feng.
"Apart from praise, did the Shangjiangjun give any other instructions?" Zhao Feng asked.
While the flattery was pleasant to hear, Zhao Feng was more eager to return to battle, as all his attributes were on the verge of a breakthrough.
"This is a private letter from the Shangjiangjun to you, General."
"He said you will be very happy after reading it," the trusted aide said, taking a piece of silk fabric from his robes and respectfully handing it to Zhao Feng.
"A private letter?" Zhao Feng was momentarily startled, then immediately took it and read it. At once, a smile bloomed on his face.
"Yan'er is about to give birth."
