The King believed that his mindset had already reached the point where he could face a collapse of Mount Tai without changing his expression, but when faced with Wang Ma, he seemed somewhat unsure of what to do.
Although the King really wanted to conceal his inner turmoil, the more he tried to hide it, the more intense the chaos in his heart appeared.
The King and Wang Ma sat facing each other, but neither knew how to begin speaking or what to say.
Even if there were a thousand words buried in their hearts, after the passage of time and their prolonged unwillingness to meet, despite having a thousand words to say, upon reuniting, they had no idea how to begin, as time has the power to dilute everything.
After an unknown period of time, the King suddenly spoke, breaking the stifling atmosphere once more: "Would you like something to drink?"
"No need!" Wang Ma gently shook her head and said, "This simple tea is fine."
