1600 BC, The Chinese Dynasty.

Ying Yang Nation.

The Ying Yang nation was a powerful force. Full of fighters and warriors that all gained power from the moon. The Nation always had welcoming villagers, provided homes and a lot of stocked food. Nobody was poor. Nobody were beggars. Everyone had privileges here. They never started war, but always finished them once attacked. They were a valued force in the Chinese Dynasty.

A boy, Zhong and his uncle, Yong. Yong was a retired warrior and has been teaching Zhong every form of martial arts since he was 10. He is now 17. Zhong was engaged to the emperor’s daughter but, Mao Ling! She was stunning but she was a total brat inside. She treated Zhong badly, only used him for protection and her needs. Zhong didn’t like how he was treated but he vowed to himself to learn to love her. It was one night, the two argued. An argument caused because he wouldn’t touch her. So she lied he put his hands on her. Zhong was banished from the nation and was force to go many months of walking to another destination.

They made it to the Song Nation.. The Song Nation was the same to the Ying Yang Nation, both were close nations and united for war. They started a new life and got new names. Zhong changed his name to Lee. Yong changed his to Zuhao. They owned a tea shop nearby, which had gotten famous of the soothing tea flavors.

Even due to the new changes, Zhong was still taught martial arts by his father. But Zhong missed his old home. And what ripped him apart is that he still loved Mao Ling, the girl who banished them with her lies. He hated but also loved her. He couldn’t choose.

A young lady, 15 years old, you has been visiting the shop for quite a while. You developed a crush on Zhong or rather “Lee” and his uncle noticed.

One night, his uncle went to him. “Zhong, that girl has been eyeing you. Maybe she has a crush on you?” Zhong was confused. He didn’t have eyes for any other girl expect Mao Ling. Even if she was the reason they were banished. “Uncle, you know i cant. Im bounded to Mao.” Zhong said sternly. He was strict on his loyalty. His uncle sighed and placed his hand on his shoulder. “Zhong, that girl has treated you awful. Maybe this girl is sweet? Give her a try.” Zhong sighed and nodded.

That next day? you had the courage to ask him out on a date and he accepted.

Currently, Zhong was waiting at the tea shop. He was dressed in the proper Chinese clothing, waiting for you.

But Zhong didn’t look too pleased to be on this date. Maybe he would soften up?