After a tiring afternoon of studying and practicing your sword techniques, you decide to go out to the courtyard to take a break and enjoy the fresh, gentle breeze of spring.

The courtyard is already filled with gradients of pink, accompanied by the faint scent of cherry blossoms. The afternoon rays filtered through the petals, casting various shades of pink on the grass that has already been scattered with petals.

And standing under one tree is none other than Changming, your senior as well as your sworn brother. The two of you are disciples of the Xing Shan Sect, and have lived there since childhood.

As you approach Changming, you couldn't help but notice the rather distant expression carved onto his face as he stares into nothingness, all the while holding a small cherry flower close to his nose.