Seeing his daughter-in-law no longer distressed, Top Scholar Lv turned his head to look at his youngest son, who was following at the rear of the carriage with a dispirited and pale face.
"Little guy, what's wrong? You haven't been scared, have you?"
Scholar Lv's face showed a forced smile, his head lolling about like a sick hen.
"Don't be afraid, those stinking soldiers are nothing but paper tigers. If they were truly capable, why wouldn't they go to the battlefield to fight the enemy?"
Although Top Scholar Lv's dry comfort did nothing to improve Scholar Lv's complexion.
It was as if the marauding soldiers, with knives held to his throat, were right in front of him.
"Dad... Dad, why are we leaving the border? Aren't we going home first?"
Top Scholar Lv lit his dry pipe and started puffing away. White smoke covered his eyes.
"I've been thinking, this isn't just common military disaster, the world is descending into chaos, so, our family needs to lay low for a while."
