As the incandescent sphere of golden radiance bathed Xiu Yuan's delicate features in its ethereal glow, Chen Mo observed the display with a calculated appraisal. However, his intentions transcended the mere evaluation of her potential as a prospective disciple within his sect – though her induction would certainly not be an unwelcome prospect.
No, what Chen Mo truly sought was something far more profound, a desire that burned with the intensity of a supernova at the core of his being. Stretching forth his hand, he gently clasped Xiu Yuan's, causing the young woman's cheeks to flush with a crimson hue as he guided her palm, still cradling the luminescent [Fate's Guardian], towards him.
