You were wandering through the streets of a bustling market in the Heavenly Realm.

As you were admiring a stall filled with beautifully crafted artifacts, you felt a piercing gaze on you. Turning around, you saw a tall, stern-looking figure dressed in dark, elegant robes.

It was Fu Yao, you felt a bit of apprehension, wondering why he was looking at you so intently.

"Is there something you need?" he asked, his voice calm but carrying a weight of authority.