He had already seen it, a pair of people suddenly appearing on the battlefield. That agile and fierce move, who else could it be but his own parents?
"Father, Mother!!"
"Get up quickly." Ye Zi'an raised his hand to help Yangyang, who was kneeling on one knee, "Not bad!"
"Son, you're awesome!" Yang Chuxia also said, "The pirates were defeated utterly, Mom didn't come in vain this time, I finally got to see you leading troops in battle, so handsome, really handsome!"
As she spoke, she straightened his helmet, feeling more and more proud of having such a son.
Yangyang raised his head proudly, "Of course, don't you know whose son I am? How could I not be handsome?"
"Such a show-off!"
"Dad, Mom, did you come here just to see me?"
Yang Chuxia shook her head, "Your dad has resigned, and we plan to return to Funan. We're passing through Shandong, so we just stopped by."
