Qi Haoran, who was seething with rage and had wanted to rush in to settle scores with the two children, could not help but pause in surprise. His expression turned uglier and uglier, but he did not advance further. Instead, he hesitated at the door for a long time. Seeing that the room was also silent, he pushed open the door and entered.
Mu Yangling was wondering if she should agree to her sons' request.
In her heart, she agreed with her sons' opinions. If the two children were four or five years older, she would definitely set off firecrackers and send them to the navy to serve. However, they were not even 15 years old at this time. Even if she knew in her heart that children in ancient times matured earlier, she could not deny that her sons were not even 15 years old physically.
Mu Yangling negotiated. "Why don't you wait until you're 18 years old before deciding? At that time, no matter where you choose to go, I'll consent."
