Without giving Su Yang a chance to refuse, the Marquis Dongxiang reached out and scooped him up, directly carrying him out of the mansion.
Young Master Su: "...."
Exhausted.
Although he was still young, can't they respect his opinion?
This feeling of being treated like he's speaking nonsense whether he talks or not is really unpleasant.
The Marquis Dongxiang rode off with him on horseback, heading straight for the military camp.
Young Master Su looked sullenly at the bustling streets.
The most frustrating thing in the world is traveling down the same road—
While others are shopping, he's just passing by.
He couldn't understand why his father suddenly decided to take him to the military camp.
Galloping all the way with sights passing by, they soon left the busy streets and the crowd thinned out considerably.
After running for about half an hour, the military camp appeared in the distance.
Faint sounds of training drifted over.
