In the darkness,
came the sound of the wind blowing through pages.
Atop the branches,
sat a slim woman.
Her attire was peculiar, a cloud robe adorned with flowing water patterns, and embroidered cloth shoes.
Even more peculiar was,
the white paper covering her face.
Cut out were two asymmetrical holes, only revealing a pair of cold eyes.
On the paper,
was written the character: "Four".
The wind blew,
the paper fluttered.
The woman swayed her long legs, gazing into the distance.
Suddenly, she spoke softly, her voice delicate and lingering.
"Has the item been delivered?"
Below the tree, a group of people knelt on one knee.
"Revered one, Huang Xianglong has caused some trouble; the sacred texts have not yet been delivered."
The woman spoke leisurely, "We should not have entrusted him with the sacred texts in the first place."
"No matter, let's first find the Water's Heart, we can talk about the rest after leaving this Upside-Down Mountain."
