"Who goes there?"
The chaotic army camp heavily guarded today had three unexpected visitors appear suddenly.
In the center was an elderly man, around fifty years old, with a face tanned by the sun, etched with the marks of time. Deep wrinkles crisscrossed his forehead, and a streak of half-white beard jutted out from his chin. His eyes sparkled with brightness, exuding wisdom and efficiency, yet maintaining a sense of solemnity.
On either side of him were a young man and woman, appearing no older than eighteen or nineteen, full of youthful vigor.
The young man on the left had a face like polished jade, a full forehead, dressed in shiny silver brocade, with a jade pendant hanging at his waist and holding a long sword.
The young woman on the right had exquisite features, clad in an apricot-red belted long dress, her skin snow-white, with cascading long hair, but her expression was cold, filled with a heroic and valiant aura.
