Haoran was taking a leisurely stroll around his field when, on a whim, he decided to investigate a small farm he had seen from a distance. As he approached the farm, he finally caught sight of an individual near the edge of the field, clearly hard at work.

"Well, hello there, friend." his voice full of the same kindness that radiated from his gaze.

"I hope I didn't startle you. I couldn't help but notice the warmth and vitality in this field of yours. You must be the one who tends it?"