Xi Xiaye patted Mu Zirui's shoulder. "That's great. You're still young, so learning and studying is your top priority right now. You can apply to a military school if you want to become a soldier, and you can fulfill my wish that I couldn't accomplish in the past."
"Don't worry, Mother, I'll become a general and bring you out in a tank—the kind with anti-air guns that can shoot down planes!" Mu Zirui smiled.
"I'll wait for that day then. Alright, clean up here and get ready to eat. Xiao Rui, remember to put your artboards together. I'll send you to school later."
"Don't be a bad influence on my son!" Xi Xiaye knocked Mu Yuchen's head.
Mu Yuchen smiled and gave her an innocent glance. He then looked over at Mu Zirui, just shrugging helplessly. They were indeed father and son after all.
"Mother, Father was teaching me to be a good man!" Mu Zirui explained.
