In the grand hall of the military headquarters, four people took their seats.

Cheng Qianlong sat at the head seat, looking at Zuo Jiangshan, Zhe Qitao, and Xiu Hongye.

He then sighed:

"I remember when we fought against the Demon Nation, you were just three young lads. So many years have passed, and now you’ve all aged. Back then, Zuo Jiangshan, you were just a deputy general, often clashing with the main general and always asking me to mediate. Zhe Qitao would constantly sneak into the warehouse, stealing a couple of magical artifacts to secretly reward the soldiers. And Xiu Hongye, you once told me that if we captured the demon city, you wanted me to reward you with a girl from the Cheng family. I hear your great-grandchild has already reached the Honoring the Ancient Stage?"