The Jiang Family.
On the roof of the Jiang Family's old-style building, a rattan chair had been set at the very center.
Jiang Shang carried a broadsword and sat down with a bold, commanding air, setting the blade beside him, propped against the chair.
Jiang Shang wore a cloak, his chin lifted.
Jiang Yuanshu was in tears. "Father! I'm not leaving! I want to stay with my family!"
Jiang Shang looked at her coldly. "Your family is waiting at the foot of the mountain to reunite with you. Go."
"No!" Jiang Yuanshu screamed at the top of her lungs. "My home is here, always here. I'm not leaving. I want to be with you, with my brothers..."
Jiang Shang's heart ached for his daughter. Seeing her so filial and brave felt like knives twisting in his chest.
But what came out of his mouth was fury. "A great battle is upon us, and you're here crying and sobbing, shaking morale! Is this how I taught you!? Jiang Yuanzheng, get her out of here!"
Jiang Yuanzheng came over and pulled Jiang Yuanshu along. "Little sister, go on, go on. Nothing will happen at home. Big Brother, Second Brother, and I are all here, so stop worrying. Go find Lu Chengwen. After you give birth, you can come back to visit..."
How could Jiang Yuanshu not know that this farewell might be forever?
She did not want to leave. She could not bear to leave.
"Father! Father!"
Jiang Shang was furious. "You're carrying Lu Chengwen's child! If something happens to you here, how am I supposed to answer to the Lu Family? You're one of the Lu Family now, so you have to think of the Lu Family's line! The Jiang Family cannot owe the Lu Family such a massive debt! Do