Seated on the chair, Xuanyuan Junyu's well-defined fingers brushed over the rim of the teacup.
His throat moved gently, then he spoke
"May I know the name of the Young Hero?"
Su Yan looked at him.
It was unclear why.
Clearly, this was the territory of Shengyuan Country.
He was the one captured and made a Hostage.
Yet the demeanor and presence were as if he were on his home ground.
He behaved as though he were the master here.
Su Yan turned her gaze towards the General seated at the head.
Her hands clasped in a respectful salute
"General, I'm merely an ordinary soldier.
I just want to defend my country.
As for rewards, there is no need.
I only hope that when the enemy retreats from the border, I can return home."
The General leaned forward as he looked at Su Yan, somewhat in disbelief
"Just that?"
Su Yan nodded
"Just that."
The General stared at Su Yan for quite some time.
Then burst into hearty laughter.
"Truly a fine son of Shengyuan Country, hahaha."
