Martial Cultivator Chapter 386: Invitation

The Princess Consort's feelings towards the Great General, her own father, were actually quite limited. After all, since the Great General took office as the Northern Frontier Great General under the reign of Emperor Lingzong, he had hardly returned to the Divine Capital. Even on the few occasions he did, it was for a pitifully short time. Yet, despite this, with their blood ties, how could she not feel heartbroken at the prospect of parting in life and death?

Seeing the Princess Consort in tears, the Great General reached out and wiped them away. "Our father-daughter relationship was fate, but from now on, you must walk your own path."

The Princess Consort could only sob quietly, unable to say anything at this moment.

The Great General looked at her with tender affection. This Northern Frontier Great General, who had always been stern, was not entirely heartless. It was just that when facing the demons, when facing the countless soldiers of the Northern Frontier, he had to suppress his emotions. For a military leader, the greatest taboo was indecisiveness.

"As one gets older, one tends to talk more. Don't mind your old man's rambling. This will be the last time."

With a sigh, the Great General said in the end, "Go back."

The Princess Consort could not find words to respond. She suddenly bowed deeply to her father, paying her respects.

The Great General accepted it calmly.

Afterwards, the Princess Consort stood up and walked to the carriage waiting outside. The Great General watched her enter the carriage and slowly leave. Then, he turned back slowly, reclining on his chair once again. The old steward approached, and the Great General who was looking at the old locust tree in the twilight, sighed, "I've really grown old."

Suddenly, the old steward said, "This old servant wishes to return to your hometown with Great General."

The Great General did not look at him, shaking his head. "That's my hometown, not yours. What are you following for?"

The old steward's face was full of sorrow, his lips moving, but

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