Huabin, Tell Your Brother the Truth. Is Everyone in That Tent Besides Xixi Yours?

After a while, Dai Hao returned and asked his adjutant to summon Dai Huabin and Dai Yueheng.

At this moment, the adjutant led the way, with Dai Huabin and Dai Yueheng following behind.

Dai Huabin was preoccupied with finishing his work on the Evil Soul Master and learning other necromancy, and felt nothing for his father Dai Hao, whom he was about to meet.

Having been in this world for so long, he had barely met his father, who was stationed on the frontier year-round. To say that there was any deep father-son relationship was pure nonsense.

He only had a deep affection for his mother, Duchess Zhu Ying.

He also doted on Dai Huabin the most.

They entered the commander's tent.

Dai Hao was resting his hands on the edge of the sand table, studying the terrain.

"Father!" they both called out in unison.

Dai Hao straightened up and turned around.

His gaze went straight past his eldest son and fixed intently on Dai Huabin.

The look in his eyes was as if he were looking at a monster he had never seen before.

"Level 55?" Dai Hao stammered out these few dry words after a long pause.

Dai Huabin nodded, "I had a stroke of luck in the Star Dou Great Forest a while ago and managed to break through."

Dai Hao's face twitched twice.

A lucky breakthrough?

Your good fortune is equivalent to someone else's more than ten years of cultivation.

He, as the father, has spent most of his life fighting in the army, teetering on the brink of life and death countless times, and now he's only a level 89 Soul Douluo.

My second son is only a teenager, but he's already catching up to me.

Dai Hao took a deep breath, forcefully suppressing the shock in his heart. He pointed to the two chairs beside him.

"Have a seat. Was the journey smooth?"

The father and his two sons chatted briefly about everyday matters.

Dai Huabin's attitude was very polite, impeccable, but it also revealed a polite distance.

Dai Hao could easily sense it.

He felt a little bitter, but he also knew that he had been in the military all these years and had not cared about his family. He had no right to act like a father.

The conversation quickly turned to business.

Dai Hao walked to the desk, picked up a thick brown paper bag, and his expression became serious.

"This is the intelligence our scouts recently risked their lives to bring back."

Dai Hao patted the paper bag.

"That Evil Soul Master are entrenched in a valley deep within the Mingdou Mountain Range."

The terrain is complex, making it easy to defend but difficult to attack.

There are a few tough guys among them. I can't figure out their exact cultivation level, but it's not too high. Moreover, they are extremely ruthless. The reconnaissance teams we sent out were all wiped out."

He handed the brown paper bag to Dai Yueheng.

"Yueheng, you're the senior student from the Inner Academy in this Inspection Group. Keep this intelligence safe, and discuss a strategy with your team leader later. We absolutely cannot be careless."

Dai Yueheng accepted the paper bag with both hands.

Just as Dai Hao was about to give a few more instructions on the precautions for the operation, he saw Dai Yueheng shove the paper bag into Dai Huabin's arms.

"Huabin, take this information and deliver it to Grandmaster. Discuss the specific tactical arrangements with her."

Dai Yueheng spoke very naturally, without the slightest reluctance, and even with a sense of ease in passing the buck.

Dai Hao froze, his hand still frozen in mid-air.

He knew his eldest son all too well.

Dai Yueheng was proud and competitive from a young age.

What's going on here?

In front of his father, he voluntarily handed over the reins to his younger brother?

"Yueheng, you..." Dai Hao couldn't help but speak.

Dai Yueheng scratched his head and chuckled.

"Father, don't let my age fool you. In our team now, apart from the three senior female students Inner Academy team, the rest of us basically listen to Huabin. That kid is smarter than me, and his strength... cough, he's stronger than me too."

Dai Hao felt that the stimulation he received today had gone a bit too far.

Is he stronger than you?

You, a level 64 Soul Emperor, are saying a level 55 Soul King is stronger than you?

Dai Yueheng noticed his father's confusion and leaned forward to add in a low voice:

"Senior Wu Ming, Seven-Ring Soul Sage who has activated her Martial Soul Avatar, was rendered powerless by Huabin's single strike. I couldn't defeat her even if I went up against her."

The tent was so quiet that only the crackling of the torches could be heard.

Dai Hao stared at Dai Huabin, speechless for a long time.

After a long silence, he waved his hand, looking as if he had aged several years in an instant.

"Alright, you can go now. Be careful, Evil Soul Master are not easy to deal with."

After leaving the commander's tent, the two brothers walked back side by side.

A night breeze blew through the military camp, and the sound of patrols' orderly footsteps echoed intermittently.

Dai Yueheng kept glancing at Dai Huabin out of the corner of his eye the whole way, looking like he wanted to say something but couldn't, as if he was scratching his head in frustration.

"Brother, did you get a stiff neck?" Dai Huabin felt uneasy under his gaze and stopped in his tracks.

Dai Yueheng rubbed his hands together, leaned closer, and lowered his voice to ask, "Huabin, tell me the truth."

"What truth?"

"That girls' tent next door..."

Dai Yueheng swallowed hard and pointed in the direction of their Shrek camp.

"Besides Xixi, are all the people inside yours?"

Dai Huabin was choked by those words and coughed twice.

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Dai Huabin rolled his eyes at him, annoyed.

Dai Yueheng pursed his lips, giving her a look that said, "Stop pretending."

"Let me calculate it."

Dai Yueheng started counting on his fingers, beginning to calculate the accounts one by one.

"Lulu is your fiancée, that goes without saying, she's the official wife."

That new blonde beauty, her name is Di Lingxi, right?

Just now at the camp, he kept saying "You grill meat for me," and his eyes were so sticky they could practically stretch into strings.

And then there's Bing Hanyue and Xue Qingyao, those two incredibly beautiful girls. The way they're looking at you is strange; they're completely focused on you."

Dai Yueheng, and he almost didn't have enough fingers to count them all.

"Ning Tian, that little rich girl, is investing in you so much that she'd practically move the entire Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect over to give you as a dowry."

Cui Yajie and Xiao Xiao are always around you. Even Wang Dong'er is practically jealous of you.

Dai Yueheng patted Dai Huabin on the shoulder, looking heartbroken.

"Even when Ma Xiaotao and Ling Luochen are with you, the atmosphere is different from when they're with other people. Huabin, tell me the truth, have you been secretly practicing some kind of evil technique to attract romance?"

Dai Huabin was speechless.

What does this all mean?

"Stop guessing, it's not even close to happening yet," Dai Huabin explained dryly.

Seeing Dai Huabin's embarrassed expression, Dai Yueheng already knew the answer.

He gave a thumbs up.

"Okay, I understand. We're all friends. You should hurry up and deliver the documents; your good friends are waiting for you."

After saying that, Dai Yueheng whistled and strolled back to the boys' tent with his hands behind his back.

Dai Huabin was left standing alone in the wind, bewildered.

Dai Huabin stood in front of the girls' tent, holding a brown paper bag containing information about the Evil Soul Master, and sighed.

After Dai Yueheng's gossipy chatter, he felt a bit pressured to even enter the tent.