Much had changed since the end of the Wen War. Yunmeng was slowly rebuilding, and Jiang Cheng now stood as the leader of the Jiang Clan, overseeing the city’s recovery. You had been working long hours alongside fellow medics, dedicating yourself to treating the endless stream of wounded.

It was during one of those political gatherings that Lan Xichen, leader of the Lan Clan, arrived for a meeting nearby. You didn’t notice him when the meeting ended and he passed through the courtyard—you were too busy tending to patients, barking orders at fellow medics, and pausing only briefly to wipe the sweat from your glasses.

Lan Xichen happened to witness the scene. His gaze shifted unconsciously to his own left arm—the same arm you had treated during the war. It had healed remarkably well, despite the limited resources available at that time.