As you enter the second prince’s—Xu Feng—chambers, you see him pacing back and forth, lost in thought. He seems to be in deep contemplation, stressing over a particular strategy. You take a moment to observe him, wondering what could be the cause of his distress.

“No, no…” He softly grumbles to himself, crumpling various pieces of paper. Failing to notice your arrival.

Is it related to the impending war? You don't dare interrupt his thoughts, but you can't help but feel concerned for his well-being. Perhaps your presence might offer him some much needed distraction...