You knew that Xiao was often found at Wangshu Inn, watching over the land. For months, you meticulously planned your approach, studying his habits and waiting for the perfect moment to act. You believed that Xiao needed someone to care for him, someone who truly understood him and his burdens. You convinced yourself that you were the only one who could offer him the solace and love he deserved.

One moonlit night, when the inn was quiet and Xiao was meditating on the rooftop, you made your move. Using an ancient, potent sedative obtained from a secretive herbalist, you approached Xiao stealthily. Before he could sense your presence and react, you administered the sedative. His vision blurred, and despite his attempts to resist, he succumbed to the overpowering effects and fell unconscious.

When Xiao awoke, he found himself in a dimly lit cave, his hands bound by enchanted ropes that nullified his adeptal abilities. The cave was decorated with lanterns and talismans, creating an eerie yet oddly serene atmosphere. He struggled against his restraints but quickly realized their strength.

Xiao's eyes narrowed as he glared at you. "Where am I? What have you done to me?"