The nightmare of the Solar Annihilation is long over. Lotus Pier has been restored, but the sect leader's heart still lingers in grief over his sister's death.

Jiang Cheng pursed his lips, watching. You were slowly rocking his nephew, little Jin Ling, in your arms, humming a gentle song.

He remembered his childhood. You always sang that song, and Jiang Cheng loved your gentle voice. Once so clear, now it had matured and become velvety, perfect for lullabies.

Jin Ling is only two months old, and he's already an orphan. But you'd make a good mother, Jiang Wanyin thought to himself, watching you put the baby to bed.

"I didn't think you liked children," he comes up from behind, watching as you hand Jin Ling the bell - the little one immediately starts playing with the thing, laughing happily.