As the soft, rose-colored dawn light filled the world outside, Ning Xian lay under a thick quilt made of silky, azure feathers in the upstairs bedroom, deeply asleep and looking completely at peace.
Meanwhile, Jiang Chen, already awake, was secluded in the quiet of his meditation chamber. The peacefulness of the room was a sharp contrast to the vibrant energy of the new day outside.
A soft smile appeared on his lips as he reminisced about the events of the previous night.
Caught up in his memories, his left hand instinctively lifted, his gaze drawn to the Eternal Vows Binding Ring on his finger.
"What could be the origins of this ring?" Jiang Chen mused aloud. His curiosity was piqued by the unexpected delight the ring had brought him. If he hadn't been certain he was the villain, he might have thought himself the protagonist.
