Jiangcheng, the Lin family villa.
The atmosphere in the living room was as solemn as an important ceremony.
Lin Xiaolu and her grandfather, Lin Tiejun, sat side by side on the sofa, their eyes fixed unblinkingly on the television screen.
When she saw the Japanese Emperor's blood-smeared face being slammed into the ground again and again beneath Yue Xiaofei's foot.
Lin Xiaolu could no longer hold back.
"Boohoo..."
She covered her mouth, tears streaming down like beads from a broken string.
She sobbed so hard she could barely breathe, her shoulders shaking.
These were not tears of sorrow, but of excitement, pride, and overwhelming emotion!
She was proud of Yue Xiaofei!
She was immeasurably proud to be a citizen of the Dragon Kingdom!
Beside her, Lin Tiejun, the old general who had spent his life on the battlefield, was already weeping freely.
Tears streaked his weathered face.
He raised a hand that trembled slightly with emotion and pointed at the towering figure on the screen, his voice choked as he told his granddaughter:
"Girl... look... take a good look!"
"This is the military spirit!"
"This is what your Grandpa Yue, what all of us old bones, wanted to do our whole lives but never managed to accomplish!"
Lin Tiejun's voice was filled with boundless emotion and relief.
His generation had grown up amid humiliation and resistance.
Their greatest wish was to one day see the Dragon Kingdom truly grow strong, to see their red flag flying over an enemy nation and wipe away a century of humiliation.
They had spent their entire lives fighting and sacrificing for that goal.
Sadly, they had never fulfilled that wish with their own hands.
But today, Yue Xiaofei, the descendant of a hero, had fulfilled it for them!
And he had done it in