In the wind, the grass swayed as the young general clad in light green armor opened the letter in his hand while sitting atop his horse. A horse trotted over from the back. It was Wei Shuye. Seeing how Zhao Che's expression seemed to reveal that he was in a dilemma, Wei Shuye lifted an eyebrow and asked, "Did Zhuge Yue send another letter?"
"Yes." Only after waiting a while did Zhao Che lift his head and chuckle, saying, "He has a daughter now and is seeking me to bestow her with a title."
"Oh?" Wei Shuye chuckled sincerely. "He is pretty lucky to have both a son and daughter. We should send some gifts over."
"Think no more. He personally requested a list of presents."
Wei Shuye was slightly taken aback upon hearing that before laughing yet again. "He is already the father of two and he is still so awkward."
