She was countless times more considerate than that pretentious Wen Ke.
The two sisters were compared, and Liu Yu's gaze towards Wen Ke was even more disgusted: "Wen Ke! Why are you always so presumptuous? I don't love you anymore!"
Wen Shuang Er casually raised her eyes and glanced at Wen Ke, a hint of expectation in her eyes.
However, Wen Ke sneered, as if hearing the biggest joke: "Wen Shuang Er, do you really like snatching garbage I've already played with?"
Wen Shuang Er's expression turned cold for a moment, but she immediately returned to her delicate and charming appearance.
"Brother Liu isn't garbage... he's someone Shuang Er cherishes as a treasure..."
Liu Yu, who was about to erupt, froze and looked at her with moving eyes: "Shuang Er... I swear I will treat you well."
Not only was she gentle, considerate, and knew how to yield, but she also kept him in her heart at all times. This was the person he should spend the rest of his life with.
Wen Shuang Er shyly lowered her head and nodded lightly: "Shuang Er believes you."
The two ignored each other. Just as they were about to embrace, a cold and stern female voice rang out.
"Recruit Liu Yu, step forward!"
As if by reflex, Liu Yu quickly stood up to await orders. In the process, he accidentally bumped Wen Shuang Er's chin.
Wen Ke approached step by step. Already tall, she stood before Liu Yu and looked directly into his eyes.
"You are just a recruit under me. Perhaps I was too gentle with you before, making you forget your place!"
Her tone was irrefutable, her eyes brave and fearless. Liu Yu's expression stiffened, a hint of embarrassment on his face.
The first time he saw Wen Ke when he joined the barracks, she was exactly like this...
Clad in dazzling armor, wielding a three-foot long sword, she danced in the flower rain, her heroism so radiant that one could not look away.
"Who you, Liu Yu, like, and whom you want to marry, has nothing to do with me."
"But if you forget your status and the order of the army, then I, Wen Ke, will be the first to cut off your head!"
Every word was sonorous and powerful. This was Wen Ke.
Bai Ran stood aside, a faint smile on her lips. She had rediscovered herself, proving that women are no less capable than men.
Wen Shuang Er clenched her fists, her nails digging deep into her flesh: "Sister! How can you be so harsh on Brother Liu!"
"Although he is a soldier under you, he is also a person with flesh and blood!"
Wen Ke's sharp gaze swept over them. Her armor seemed to carry a hint of fierceness: "Military discipline does not allow outsiders to interfere!"
Outsider... Wen Shuang Er gritted her teeth, clearly indignant: "So what if you're a general? You're still shamelessly lustful!"
As soon as her voice fell, Liu Yu's heart stopped. Shuang Er!!!
A cold long sword was placed at Wen Shuang Er's neck, breaking her fair skin and drawing bright red blood.
Wen Ke, who had appeared before her without anyone noticing, exuded a terrifying aura, her eyes chillingly cold.
"Shuang Er! Apologize quickly!!!" Liu Yu's expression was one of panic.
Wen Shuang Er, however, was full of resentment and refused to yield: "Why should I! She wouldn't dare kill me, would she!"
Wen Ke's eyes were filled with coldness and detachment. She raised her long sword high and then swung it down fiercely!
The glint of the blade flashed across Wen Shuang Er's face. In that instant, she truly felt Wen Ke's terrifying killing intent.
"Clang—" Another long sword blocked Wen Ke's descending blade. Looking up, she saw the Clan Head of the Wen family.
Wen Shuang Er's face turned pale, and her back felt icy cold. She had narrowly escaped death and saved her life...
She... she actually dared to make a move!!!
Liu Yu quickly stepped forward to support Wen Shuang Er and kept comforting her.
Wen Ke looked at the Clan Head of the Wen family and frowned: "What, you can't bear to see this woman die?"
Her indifferent words made it seem as though the person standing before her was not her own father, but a complete stranger.
The Clan Head's heart ached faintly. How had the relationship between father and daughter become so estranged...
"Ke'er, Father was wrong..."
Wen Ke's body stiffened, and her sword-holding hand trembled: "You always called me a wicked creature, why have you changed your tune now?"
"Wrong?" She chuckled mockingly: "You are not wrong! Everything you did was for my own good, wasn't it?"
The Clan Head lowered his gaze. Among his black hair, streaks of silver from age were visible. He was no longer young.
"I, should have grown into the person you wanted me to be, and achieved all the standards you had in mind."
"This was all for my own good, what did you do wrong?"
Wen Ke's voice choked slightly. This so-called father had never cared about her feelings.
What she wanted to be, what she wanted to do, and what dreams she had.
Parents place too many heavy stones on their children's shoulders, making their childhood dull and confusing.
"But I have my own preferences, and I have my own path to follow!"
Bai Ran sighed softly. Children, all they want is a word of care, a word of hope, a word of apology from their parents.
Bound by blood, yet separated by thousands of miles, Wen Ke should have found her father to be her eternal harbor in times of adversity.
But the Clan Head of the Wen family, like an outsider, criticized Wen Ke, questioned her, and even banished her to the military camp.
"I am your biological child!!!"
"But why do you hurt me the most!!!" Wen Ke screamed, her shoulders trembling uncontrollably.
The pointing fingers of others and the betrayal of a loved one had never defeated Wen Ke.
But what dealt Wen Ke the fatal blow was the look of disappointment in the Clan Head's eyes.
Perhaps it was the Clan Head's apology that touched the deepest part of her heart.
The Clan Head's eyes were red. He had truly been an incompetent father...
"Ke'er... Father knows he was wrong..."
A child is an independent individual and should not be shaped according to parental expectations.
A gentle embrace enveloped her. The Clan Head gently hugged Wen Ke: "Ke'er, give Father another chance..."
"Let Father learn to be a competent father again, alright...?"
His voice trembled, tinged with a hint of stifled sobs and bitterness. Wen Ke did not push him away. She simply buried her head deeply in her father's embrace, trembling.
The decisive female general on the battlefield was merely a fragile child at home.
Bai Ran smiled, her heart filled with relief and emotion.
"Wuwuwu, Miss Bai, I got sand in my eyes..."
Turning her head, Bai Ran's lips twitched. Jing Feng's cheeks were streaked with tears, his eyes swollen from crying.
"That's great, that's great..." He wiped his tears and sobbed.
"Stop crying for now," Bai Ran said, raising an eyebrow as she looked at Wen Shuang Er not far away: "See what she's doing."