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Ten days later, several people appeared outside the Western Camp. Facing the formidable enemy Dayu, the Western front stretched long, leading to the establishment of several large camps. Every few years, a grand competition was held here, a contest among the camps. Two years ago, Sang Zijing rose to prominence and seized this territory for himself.
The camp was not large, but from a distance, it exuded a sense of strict military discipline. The border between the two nations was heavily guarded; without court documents and connections, it was difficult to pass through. Sang Qingxiao planned to borrow passage from Sang Zijing's camp, hoping to get him to open a gate for her.
As the warriors spotted their group from afar, someone rode over to block their way. Before the person could speak, Sang Zijing kicked him aside. "Meng Qin, what are you shouting about? This is my little sister!"
Meng Qin's gaze fell on Sang Zijing. With her face covered, the voice sounded familiar, but what was with that outfit? It was neither masculine nor feminine, and the way her chest was concealed seemed overly strict. The loose clothing did reveal some shape; no wonder her punches were powerful—she must have trained hard in private.
Meng Qin frowned. "Dressing like that is inappropriate. You left the camp without permission for over a month. Even though you command a camp now, there are still superiors above you; urgent matters must be handled according to protocol."
Everyone else had been quite loyal, helping to cover up her absence from the camp. "Thank you," she replied.
"Just a thank you?" Meng Qin's expression softened slightly. "Have you loosened up? A few words would suffice; scolding you could go on forever!"
"I'm only looking out for you," Meng Qin said with a gentler tone. "What happened that made you leave in such a hurry?"
"Fu Ling went home."
"Fu Ling? Then my condolences."
"That happened over ten years ago; I'm not that heartbroken anymore. Our camp just randomly picked a name back then; let's make it official now."
Originally, the warriors valued naming quite highly and sought her opinion on it. She simply said it didn't matter, so they ended up choosing a name casually.
After being missing for so many days, her first act upon returning was to name the camp, which piqued Meng Qin's curiosity. "What is it?"
"Sang Family Army."
"Sang? What does that mean?"
"What? Is it taboo? Has the Western Army not received news yet? The Sang Family has rebelled."
"I know about the Sang Family's rebellion. When the Western Army received word, there was quite an uproar; meetings were held one after another. Their faces showed more worry than joy; they even lost interest in training their troops."
"Such a poor mindset."
Who made the Sang Family so influential? It's you, acting like a little soldier, blindly worshiping the Sang Family.
You might think it in your heart, but why bring that thought out into the open? The name of the Sang Family Army is not something to be taken lightly. You were already not favored by the higher-ups, and now you want to offend the Sang Family without any reason? I cannot agree to this.
The battle flag has already been brought over; you have no choice but to accept it.
Sang Zijing handed the battle flag from her backpack to Meng Qin. When Meng Qin unfolded it, she saw a weathered battle flag with traces of fire and war on it.
This looks real; where did you steal it from?
Someone gave it to me. The Sang Family Army's battle flags are ranked by levels. This one is relatively low-level. Once we achieve more military merit, I will exchange it for a higher-level one.
Ha, you talk as if it's your own.
It is my own! Sang Zijing removed her headscarf, revealing a lightly scarred face and hair ornaments cascading down her back. Chen Jing is just my alias; my real surname is Sang—Sang Zijing, the legitimate eldest daughter of Sang Huan.
In those few days I was away, I was with the Fusang Family spirit, returning to Jingjing City.
Meng Qin's first reaction was: Chen Jing—oh no, Sang Zijing is actually a woman?!!! Her second reaction was that she actually belongs to the Sang Family.
But before her second reaction could fully settle in, it was completely overshadowed by her first reaction. As memories flooded back, Meng Qin's face turned a deep shade of red.
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