Han Qiuling had been keeping track of news about Xiao Mo.
But she was not particularly clear on exactly how far he had progressed.
She also had to handle the Qi Kingdom's internal affairs and governance.
So after returning to the capital, Han Qiuling asked Xiao Mo about the war.
"I didn't push into the Tang Dynasty's interior."
Xiao Mo shook his head gently.
"Then that still wasn't outstanding enough!"
Han Qiuling looked into Xiao Mo's eyes as she spoke.
"Do you still remember what I taught you?"
"A hair's breadth of difference can lead you a thousand miles astray."
"As long as you haven't taken enormous risks, you will never succeed."
Once again, she imparted those two essential lessons to Xiao Mo.
Hearing Han Qiuling's words, Xiao Mo nodded. "Master, I understand what you mean."
"Loyal advice grates on the ears, and good medicine tastes bitter."
"I am absolutely not someone you can't depend on."
Xiao Mo looked at Han Qiuling with solemn sincerity.
Han Qiuling smiled. She could see his sincerity.
"Tell me exactly how much you accomplished!"
Han Qiuling asked Xiao Mo.
Xiao Mo dared not conceal anything and honestly told Han Qiuling everything that had happened.
After hearing his account, Han Qiuling nodded. "You've already done very well."
"I can give you a perfect score of one hundred!"
"That final battle of yours, in particular, was very clever."
"If you had retreated in haste, Zhao Guanyu would definitely have caught up and killed you!"
Han Qiuling spoke to Xiao Mo with absolute certainty.
Puzzled by her words, Xiao Mo asked, "Why do you say that?"
"Because Zhao Guanyu's five hundred thousand elite troops were there to take revenge on you in the first place!"
Han Qiuling spoke with great conviction.
"If you really had rushed into