Emperor Yuan Feng was a little dizzy from Yin Wuyou's chatter. He rubbed his glabella. "Zhou Shuang developed a new weapon?"
"Father, are you listening to me? If you don't reward him handsomely for such meritorious service, won't he be bitterly disappointed?" Yin Wuyou stomped her feet.
"Didn't you already reward him?"
"Does that count? Father, tell me. If not for the Hundred Refinements Ring Pommel Sabers and the Horse Slaying Sabers, would General Meng have been able to achieve such great results so quickly in the southern borders?" Yin Wuyou said.
"Shouldn't Zhou Shu deserve some credits? Isn't this military merit?
"He contributed so many powerful weapons to Great Xia, but Great Xia only gave him the title of workshop superintendent. Do you think it's enough for him?"
"Isn't there something else? Didn't I agree to let him participate in the military parade?" Emperor Yuan Feng said patiently to his daughter.
