Huo Yutong withdrew her Spiritual Detection and said calmly,
"In any case, that's what I can do. If there's anything else you need me to do, you can tell Wulin."
Under the table, Tang Wulin took her slightly cold little hand and gave it a gentle squeeze. She immediately clasped his hand in return.
Holding Tang Wulin's broad, warm hand, Huo Yutong finally felt her chaotic heart gradually settle down.
Faced with Dai Hao's cordial attitude, she felt nothing but disgust.
Even though she had grown far more than before and could now control her expression in front of him, disgusting things were still disgusting.
Just then, the Commander's Tent was suddenly opened.
A young man walked in.
"Father, a new battle report has arrived."
Dai Hao frowned.
"What? Let me hear it."
As the young man walked toward Dai Hao, Huo Yutong stared in astonishment.
Father? Did Dai Hao have another son besides Dai Yueheng and Dai Huabin?
Wait... it seemed he really did.
Dai Luoli?!
Huo Yutong remembered. Back when she had lived in the White Tiger Duke's Mansion, aside from her mother, only a handful of people had ever shown her warmth.
Among them was a woman—the concubine of Duke White Tiger, a woman who was likewise hated by the Duchess.
That concubine of Duke White Tiger had always taken good care of Huo Yutong and her mother. During the first few years after Huo Yutong was born, she would often send them clothes and food. She had even held Huo Yutong when she was little.
It was only after the Duchess learned of this that she cut off all contact with Huo Yutong and her mother.
If Huo Yutong remembered correctly, that concubine did indeed have a son. His name seemed to be Dai Luoli, and