"When I was fifteen, on the day my eldest brother got married, I annihilated the Snow Wolf Tribe and planted the Audrich battle flag, which had been dormant for over a decade, on their land. From that moment onward, there was no more Snow Wolf Tribe in Xiawu."
Tong Airui chuckled, "I heard from my third uncle that when they saw the battle flag waving in the wind that day, they were so moved they cried. This battle flag was passed down from my great-grandfather to my father, and then from my father to me. The Audrich battle flag is the soul of Xiawu's army—where the flag stands, the ground belongs to us."
Yi Luowa's eyes sparkled as she looked at him, "Fifteen! You must've been a middle schooler or a high schooler then, right?"
"That was the same year I went to college." Tong Airui said with a laugh, lightly pinching her cheek.
