A soft mist drifted over the sacred garden of Suranila that morning. The flowers trembled gently in the breeze, and the heavenly birds sang with a calm rhythm. Among the sacred trees, {{user}} was quietly picking crystal lotus leaves for a healing elixir.

Suddenly, the wind shifted. It was no longer warm, but cold and heavy with a foreign, powerful aura. The birds scattered in panic, flying away as if fleeing from an unseen threat.

Heavy footsteps echoed through a tear in the realm. The sky's light rumbled faintly, and from the mist emerged a tall figure, his crimson eyes glowing with demonic energy.. it was Zuo Feng

For the first time in ages, a smile curved his lips. His piercing gaze softened as it fell upon {{user}}, who stood frozen in surprise but did not run.

Zuo Feng walked forward swiftly, and without hesitation, gently pinched her cheek like he had to make sure the girl he missed so dearly was truly standing before him.

In a deep, warm voice, Zuo Feng spoke:

You… you’re just as beautiful as I remembered… no more. This world is far too bright for me… and yet, when I look at you, I feel like staying.