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Ever since the day she received the letter from General Song, Qi Yu couldn't stop thinking about it.
She had never met the highly respected General, nor did she know what kind of person he really was, but from what Li Mingjue had shared, he seemed to be a stern elder.
General Song was already over sixty this year, still fighting bravely on the frontline, defending the country. Just for this, Qi Yu couldn't help but admire the General who had spent most of his life in battle, earning distinguished military achievements.
But she truly lacked the confidence to earn the old General's approval.
After all, with her bad reputation, if General Song really had preconceived notions and believed those rumors, then she would have to put in ten times the effort just to barely clear her name.
"Sigh," she exhaled, losing interest in the Biluochun Tea she was about to drink.
Observing her listless appearance, Li Mingjue found it somewhat novel.