As the wind picked up and darkness began to settle, an eerie feeling enveloped Lily and Xiao Xi. Their hearts raced, a sense of impending danger clouding their thoughts. Lily's mind flashed back to that fateful night when she witnessed the loss of her parents.
Before they could even react, masked men wielding swords emerged from the shadows, encircling them. Fear gripped Lily's heart as she realized they were defenceless, vulnerable to the impending threat. It seemed as if history was repeating itself, threatening to steal away any hope that had blossomed within her.
Just as despair threatened to overwhelm them, a man with long hair appeared before them, standing with an air of confidence and power. His voice rang out, commanding and authoritative: "Stay behind me."
Lily and Xiao Xi took refuge behind him, their eyes wide with awe and relief. The man exuded an aura of strength and skill that seemed to radiate from every fibre of his being. He emanated a sense of calm amidst the chaos, ready to shield them from harm.
After releasing his killing intent, with swift and elegant movements, the man drew his sword and engaged the masked men in a mesmerizing display of skill. Each strike was precise, each movement fluid and graceful. He danced effortlessly through the chaos, parrying and countering with deadly precision.
One by one, the masked men fell, their attacks futile against the master's unparalleled skill. Lily watched in awe as the man defended them, his every action a testament to his mastery of the sword.
Just as the final attacker fell, Jiang Hong arrived at the scene. She rushed over upon feeling the strong killing intent. She recognized the man immediately. Surprise and relief washed over her as she spoke his name with reverence: "Master Mu?"
The man turned to face Jiang Hong, a faint smile tugging at the corners of his lips. "Jiang Hong, it's been a while," he greeted, his voice tinged with warmth and familiarity.
Lily, still trembling from the intensity of the encounter, stepped forward, gratitude shining in her eyes. "Thank you for saving us. Who... who are you?"
The man's eyes softened as he regarded Lily, his gaze filled with compassion. "I am Mu Yang, Lord Mu's son."
Upon looking at Lily closely, Mu Yang starting to stare at Lily intently, his eyes filled with longing, despair, yearning. It is as if he is trying to use his eyes to burn Lily with desire.
Jiang Hong sensing the awkward sensation in the air started to cough dryly "ah-hem!". Only then Mu Yang draw back his gaze and said "Ladies, let me walk you home". He started to walk slowly lost in his own thoughts.