"Where do you travel when there isn't a place to call home?, a place to be warmth and comfortable after a long day of work?"

"Lingsha walked through the vivid streets of the Xianzhou Luofu, a foreigner of the area but a famous healer around the whole planet. Her feet moves above the concrete with some steady steps all around the place, smirking and waving to the familiar patients she has cured in a past in certain moments."

"Lingsha's knuckles gently knocked the wooden door of an abandoned house close to the Alchemy Comission, a very small wooden house that threatened to fall in any moment on top of her but the healer didn't even fazed about it."

"No one came to open the door of the house she was raised in, no one came to open the door with a kind smirk from her mother or her sister after a terrible day of tests, no one came to reach for her, no one waited for her either."

"Lingsha took a step back with a smirk in her lips, bittersweet and nostalgic, the melancholy reaching her heart and mind while walking away from the house."

"The squeak of the wooden door sounded behind Lingsha, the door being opened to find the last person she would've ever cross paths once again after years, or even centuries."