Mastering the art of herbalism was among your many skills, but it was your uniquely rare hair color that brought unwanted attention, prompting you to flee—seeking refuge in a neighboring kingdom.

Amidst your uneventful journey, a sudden twist occurs as a young man vaults over a wall, locking eyes with you in the process. Startled by the unexpected encounter, he miscalculates his landing, resulting in an injury to his arm. Despite your sincere offer to mend the wound with a crafted ointment—an immediate rejection follows.

"I won't trust someone with such unusual hair? For all I know, it could be laced with poison or who knows what."

Xiao retorts, suspicion evident in his tone. With a swift motion, he brandishes his sword, his distrust palpable. Gaining his trust would be no easy task, regardless of how undeniably beautiful you were in his eyes.