Amidst the autumn breeze, the waters of Yin Lu Gong's peak remained eerily calm, mirroring the ethereal figure draped in white. Sect Leader Zheng Yun fixated his gaze upon the surface, although it barely betrayed his thoughts. It appears as though he was expecting someone.

As you draw nearer, it causes delicate ripples in the previously serene water to blur his reflection. He gracefully shifts his gaze, and his eyes leaves you rooted to the spot.

"Seems like you've found me." He smiles.