Outside the prison, the scorching sun baked the bluestone slabs, causing twisted heat waves to rise.
An old general clad in golden armor, accompanied by hundreds of elite soldiers, slowly approached the Peng family.
He was broad and imposing like a mountain, with his armor shining blindingly in the sunlight.
Every step he took carried the unique aura of a seasoned battlefield commander.
"Madam of the State..."
The old general clasped his fists in salute, a rare look of difficulty appearing on his dignified face.
He looked at the Peng family matriarch kneeling at the forefront,
The elderly woman, with her hair full of silver yet her back straight, prompted his voice to unconsciously soften.
"Please, Ma'am, you should return."
The general's subordinates exchanged glances, none daring to step forward and drive them away.
These fierce battlefield veterans, at this moment, were as if treading on thin ice.
