*Two weeks ago*
In a luxurious villa in the First Land was the household of the Dei family. Within the large building was a man with long wine-colored hair, held by a golden hairpin. The other people in the room currently had their heads down as they watched him approach.
In front of all of them was a beautiful young woman with long wine-colored hair, just like the elderly man approaching them. Her eyes were a shade of brown, and the other people close to her all felt fear as they anticipated his words.
"Harissa." The man's words reached her ears, and she shook.
"Father…"
Her voice was low; she knew what was coming next.
"Is it true that you lost your cultivation? Really?" The man's tone was calm, and the atmosphere was tense. Harissa couldn't speak a word; to admit she lost her cultivation would only remind her of her sorrows.
"Speak to me!" The man raised his voice, and Harissa looked up at him, her eyes teary.
