"I'm telling the truth!"
"You little brat, I fed you shit and piss with my own hands. I know what kind of shit you're about to take the moment you stick out your ass. I'll give you one last chance. Are you going to tell me or not? If you don't, I'll assume you really did come back just to see your old man." The old man mercilessly exposed Gan Ning.
Fed you shit and piss?
Are you sure?
Gan Ning stared speechlessly at his old man. As the saying went, one shouldn't expose another's shortcomings. He was already this old—didn't he understand such a basic principle?
"Of course I came back to see my old man." Gan Ning stiffened his neck. At the corner of his eye, he saw his old man raise an eyebrow, his face full of disbelief, so he added hesitantly, "Of course, I also have a small matter to ask about."
"If you have something to say, say it. If you have to fart, let it out!" The old man tapped the floor with his cane and spoke with an indifferent expression.
Now I finally know why I'm so hot-tempered. Gan Ning muttered inwardly before saying, "The Imperial Advisor and the Cao Army have been locked in a standoff on the front line, haven't they? I'm planning to burn the Cao Army's provisions, but I don't know where they store them. That's why I came to ask my old man about it."
"The Cao Army's provisions?" The old man frowned and thought for a moment. "The Cao Army's provisions were prepared and stored long ago. They have at least two months' worth of supplies. Even their water comes from wells. Burning their provisions would be useless."
"Besides, even if I let you burn them, what