Zhao Hanzhang patted his head, "I'll take you next time. This time, I'm going first to pave the way for you. You stay home and protect Mother."
Then she looked at Mrs. Wang, nodded at her and said, "I'm leaving now. Take care."
Mrs. Wang's tears fell like rain, "I thought returning to Ru Nan would be better, who knew the war would reach here."
Zhao Hanzhang wiped her tears and said, "Mother, where in the world is there a spotless land now? Rest assured, I will return safely."
Fu Tinghan was also donned in armor, which felt heavy and unfamiliar. He approached Zhao Hanzhang, waiting for her at the bottom of the steps.
Seeing him, Zhao Hanzhang nodded to Mrs. Wang and walked toward Fu Tinghan, carrying a sword.
She handed the sword to him.
Fu Tinghan looked at the long sword in her hand, paused, and then accepted it, "I'm not very skilled with a sword."
"No worries, it's just for self-defense. Having something handy is better than nothing."
