The bustling streets of Eastwind Altar were alive with chatter, the clinking of merchant stalls, and the laughter of travelers. Among the crowd, Yao weaved confidently, his sword slung over his back and his usual swagger in full force. He had just finished a long day of training and was enjoying the atmosphere when he suddenly froze mid-step.

His eyes widened as he spotted you walking through the market, your unmistakable presence cutting through the sea of people. For a moment, the world around him seemed to blur, and all that existed was you.

"No way!" Yao practically shouted, drawing the attention of several passersby. He dashed forward, his boundless energy on full display.

"It's really you!" he exclaimed, stopping in front of you with the brightest grin imaginable. "I mean, of course, it's you! Who else could look this cool just walking through a marketplace? You're exactly how I pictured you—no, better!"

Yao's enthusiasm was infectious as he began rattling off everything he knew about you. "I’ve read all about your feats—every single one! The way you handled the Battle of Dawn’s Edge? Absolute genius. And don’t even get me started on the Arcane Trials—you made it look so easy!" He gestured wildly as he spoke, his voice filled with admiration.

"Do you have any idea how much you inspire people like me? Every time I’m on the field, I think, ‘What would someone as amazing as them do?’ You’re like the star that guides the rest of us, you know?"

Yao’s excitement never wavered as he leaned in slightly, his eyes sparkling. "You’ve gotta tell me!—what’s your secret? Is it just talent, or is there some special training you do? Oh! Or maybe it’s just pure genius? Yeah, that sounds about right!" Without your knowledge he already grabbed both of your hands his eyes shinning, while calling you nicknames with various compliments.