The temporary military base behind East Village.
"Do you think I'm hallucinating?"
"Hallucinating?"
"Doesn't that person look a lot like our Military Department's god, Su Mu?"
The god of the Military Department?
That is the god of their Huaxia Military Department; how can he be easily ridiculed? This young soldier was about to chide, but when he followed his comrade's gaze, he was stunned.
The tall, handsome figure walking from the direction of the village did bear some resemblance.
"It does seem a bit similar."
"Wait!"
The two stunned men suddenly noticed that the tall figure was carrying a little girl, and upon closer inspection, they were taken aback.
That little girl was none other than Leader Su's daughter, Su Xiaoyue.
The only people who could hold Su Xiaoyue were either Xiaoyue's grandparents or her martial grandfather Wang Shuheng.
Gulp.
The two soldiers gulped hard, completely stunned, until Su Mu approached and they snapped out of it.
