Chapter 182: Farewell

More than two thousand years ago.

Inside the command tent, a group of generals clad in armor was looking at a map hanging in the center, discussing something. Among them, a general in golden armor stood out conspicuously. He was eight feet tall and holding a longsword, appearing exceptionally straight and distinct amidst the others. However, his face bore a slight look of worry as he gazed at the map marked with various symbols, deep in thought.

"At ease, General Xiang Qi requests an audience," reported a scout who ran into the tent at this time.

"Let him in," the general in golden armor waved his hand and spoke to the scout. As soon as he finished speaking, a young general came in and kneeled on one knee.

"Qi, you've arrived." The golden-armored general revealed a relieved smile, and as their eyes met, a deep affection was evident.