After finding solace and reflection in the park, General Qin Mo's path intersected with that of the king's, who sought his counsel and guidance. Recognizing the weight of responsibility that rested on his shoulders, the General prepared himself for the encounter, his face a mask of composure and wisdom.
In the grand chambers of the palace, bathed in the warm glow of candlelight, the king approached General Qin Mo with a mixture of reverence and desperation. The king's eyes held a flicker of uncertainty, mirroring the turmoil that plagued the kingdom. As they stood face to face, the General's presence commanded respect, his bearing radiating a quiet strength born from years of experience and countless battles fought.