RIN

Chapter 88

"Not many know this, but the Jilin province has exceptional power and backing. Their army is almost at equal lengths with my grandfathers'. I believe if you're able to convince them to support you, you'll be able to achieve your goal for power."

The pen was silent. An Sun looked at the 'boy', his lips pressed together and a mysterious glint in his eyes could be seen.

"How do you know this?" The depths of An Sun's narrowed eyes darkened.

Rin could understand his suspicions towards her. If he wasn't able to discover this then the chances of her knowing were even less. Yet she did, drawing in his suspicion toward her once again.

She replied, "My grandfather is a familiar acquaintance of the Jilin province governor. I happened to overhear some things during my times there."

An Sun's expression hadn't changed, however, the aura around him was less threatening. Rin took note of the man's cold mood starting to change.

"Very well. I wish to hear more of this in the morning. For now, you can rest for the night." An Sun began to walk out.

Halfway, An Sun paused and shifted his gaze toward Rin. Appearing as if he wanted to say something, the young man's handsome face furrowed with a stiff expression.

"Starting today, I'm appointing you as our military advisor. Consider this a reward for your work today."

Rin hadn't expected An Sun to grant her such a title. Although it was seemingly small, it still granted her authority to commit certain tasks.

Bowing her head low with a faint smile, Rin spoke. "I'm honored. Thank you, Lord An."

An Sun tsked, his eyes drifting away from her figure.

"And eat more meat, your body is too weak. You're a man, not a woman. Start toughening up."

Before she could say anything in response, An Sun exited the pen. Rin blinked dramatically at the entrance, her eyes slightly wide in disbelief.

Recalling his previous sentence, Rin helplessly sighed.

Looking down at her fair white palms, Rin noticed their usual smooth, delicateness was replaced with rough callouses. A few faint cuts and blisters were visibly seen - proof of her long and arduous journey.

These hands...they didn't look like the hands of a girl. Nor did they look like the hands of a man.

Tightening her fists, Rin's eyes sharpened with resolution.

To them, she was a man. To her grandfather and the Bai army, she was regarded as their young miss.

Yet to her all she saw was Rin. A human trying to survive with their given abilities.

If he wanted her to toughen up and be the man they saw her as all she could do for herself was quickly recover and present him the best of her abilities.

That night, Rin wrote down tactics and ideas to help the Tuhan men, her eyes darting across the pages with sharp eyes.

...

By the time Rin woke up, it was already morning of the next day. As expected, a soldier came in to escort Rin to An Sun's tent.

However, upon exiting her pen, Rin took note of the Tuhan men's strange gazes. Their expression bearing signs of curiosity, and surprisingly admiration.

She suddenly felt a sense of déjà vu.

Ignoring their gazes, Rin followed the soldier to An Sun's tent.