Song Xia sighed heavily.
His heart ached for his daughter.
'How hard it must have been to keep it to herself all this time.'
It may have been quite unimaginable that she was actually General Song Jia.
Song Xia had always thought that the man would be someone intimidating, someone whose aura could only leave one in awe.
He never thought that General Song Jia would admit his mistake in this way and apologize to those who would technically be his juniors.
But Song Xia also reminded himself that it could be because his daughter had always been like this.
Perhaps because she had read so many novels and that quite a lot of conflicts stemmed from miscommunication and stubbornness, that she was now expressing it the best she could.
It was only delayed for months because of her insecurities, like she said.
'How hard her life must be in the other world. Other world–I wonder how it looks.' Song Xia's brows furrowed.
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!
Creation is hard, cheer me up!
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