Liu Jinshan sat across from Isla in the quaint guest villa, the golden sunlight streaming through the window, casting a warm glow on the room.
Isla listened attentively as Liu Jinshan began recounting the events of his past, his voice carrying the weight of half a century's worth of memories.
"Fifty years ago, I was a man at the peak of my strength, a seven-starred master with aspirations to become a sword saint. Little did I know, a chance encounter on a crowded street would alter the course of my destiny."
Liu Jinshan paused, his eyes distant as he revisited the moment that changed his life. "I bumped into a stranger, and the next day, I fell deathly ill. The symptoms were relentless – high fever, debilitating fatigue, and excruciating joint pain. My body, once a fortress of strength, succumbed to an invisible foe."
He had the same symptoms as Ava!
