As she was sitting on a bench with her eyes closed, she felt someone standing in front of her. As she opened her eyes, she saw a man in his late fifties in a spectacular military uniform. She stood up not in intimidation but in admiration.
This man was no one else but General Song Jiang. She couldn't help but find this man so impressive in his uniform. She had heard stories of this man on the battlefield and she could say that the aura depicted in the stories was true in reality too.
"General Song, " Zoe greeted him with a polite nod.
"Miss Zoe, " Song Jiang nodded as he glanced at the young woman, "Please take a seat. I saw you were resting."
"No, no, it's fine, " Zoe politely said.
"Please, I insist, "Song Jiang said. When she sat on the bench again, he added, " Mind if I take a seat?"