Jia Xuan's bones flowed with hot blood; she had no fear or dread of battle, only excitement.
Held tightly by her father, watching her parents sprint, she even clenched her small fists, "Papa, Mama, go for it!"
The tense atmosphere was lightened by the daughter's words, prompting both Zhan Moxiao and Ou Lan to laugh.
While running, Zhan Moxiao asked his daughter, "Jia Xuan, are you scared?"
Jia Xuan shook her head forcefully, "Not scared."
Zhan Moxiao, "Then, does Jia Xuan want to be a soldier in the future, like those uncles and brothers from the Zhan Family wearing military uniforms?"
Jia Xuan thought for a moment, "If my brother goes, I'll go."
Ou Lan couldn't help but laugh; even in such a tense moment, this little beauty remembered she was a brother-lover.
Chaotic footsteps approached from behind, indicating a large group of black-clad pursuers was closing in, urging Zhan Moxiao and Ou Lan to quicken their pace.
