Perched high on the tallest tree, a tall young man in a black robe commanded attention. His fingers danced along the flute, conjuring an oddly eerie melody that reverberated through the air, inducing an unsettling fear among the mortals below. His long black hair swayed gracefully, caught in the embrace of the cold evening breeze, while his blazing red orbs observed the chaotic scene unfolding beneath.

As his ghouls wreaked havoc, tearing apart his enemies and causing a gruesome bloodbath, a sudden shift in the atmosphere caught the young man's attention. A peaceful yet powerful sound of a guqin resonated, momentarily halting the carnage below. Intrigued, Wei's crimson orbs carefully sought out the source of the interruption.

To his surprise, an elegant figure emerged, clad in pure white mourning clothes that seemed to accentuate their allure. Wei couldn't help but be taken aback, finding the unexpected juxtaposition of mourning attire and undeniable attractiveness quite captivating. It became evident that the passage of time had worked its magic, for the person before him had grown significantly within these years.

Deciding to momentarily conceal his identity, Wei deftly hid his flute, his eyes fixed on the intriguing figure. A mischievous smile played on his lips as he attempted to blend into the shadows, all the while maintaining a discreet watch. However, unable to contain the genuine warmth that bubbled within, he couldn't resist flashing a silly but affectionate smile, and with a casual wave, he acknowledged the presence of someone from his past who had clearly undergone a remarkable transformation.