It was clear from looking at them that their leader had a unique fondness for this type of woman.
"The Commander-in-Chief has been in her room alone for over ten minutes. I hope nothing happened."
After Jiang Lanying went into the room and shut the door, she hadn't come out. This made the people waiting outside grow more and more anxious.
"Could it be that the Commander-in-Chief…" one person began worriedly.
"Impossible!" another woman immediately interrupted. "The Commander-in-Chief has weathered all sorts of storms over the decades. How could she give up so easily?"
"That's right. If the Commander-in-Chief were that fragile, she wouldn't have led us all the way here."
As they spoke, the door was pulled open from the inside.
The woman they called Commander-in-Chief, Jiang Lanying, slowly walked out.
She was still dressed in simple cloth garments, her white hair meticulously combed. She looked no different from when she had held great power in the past.
