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Hua Rong was speechless and could not reprimand the child. He grew up by Jin Wushu's side and had gotten used to this way of doing things. He was used to worshipping his "Abba". Can you blame him?

Her tone was very gentle. "Son, actually, war is not good."

"What's wrong with that? "We have to fight. We have to be rich to have a horse, a cow, gold, silver