Finally resolving the urgent matters on his end, Sir Min Tai naturally needed to return to the army to command his subordinates.
However, only at such times did he feel a tinge of relief: Thank heavens it was just fighting a ragtag group. If it had been a battle between two organized armies, he truly wouldn't have been able to spare the time to discipline his unruly son.
Different people have different thoughts, and just as Sir Min Tai turned around, the servants and confidants around the young man gathered towards him. Sensing that the master's thunderous anger wasn't directed at them, they couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, but still, with the unique curiosity of people their age, they quietly asked, "Young master, are we going to war?"
