"Dad..." Rong Baoyi looked at the scroll in Rong Shuo's hand in disbelief, her voice trembling unusually, "So, you knew everything."
So, Dad knew her thoughts, knew she liked military tactics...
Rong Shuo choked as he spoke, "Dad knows, how could Dad not know..."
So many times he saw Baoyi's longing gaze on the military books in his hand; Old General Chen secretly told him Baoyi's talent in archery was extraordinary; she reacted faster than anyone to military orders he revealed; her favorite person was the General of Breaking Prison who fought against the Qiangrong back then.
The likes of a young person cannot be hidden, covering the mouth, anticipation reveals from the eyes.
Rong Shuo saw it, but pretended not to see.
He dared not let Baoyi risk herself; joining the army is so tough, Baoyi is just a young girl.
He wished for his daughter to grow up safe and healthy, and not have to be like him, fighting in battlefields unknown of when to part with life.
