Huh!
The cold wind blew, rustling the leaves.
As if hearing footsteps from behind, the melodious sound of the guqin gradually ceased, but the reverberating echoes still wafted through the heavens and earth, as hazy as mist.
The woman in white lifted the guqin from her knees, turned around, and revealed a face of cold and stunning beauty.
She seemed to have some foreign ancestry, with distinct features and a high nose bridge. Yet, her skin was very pale, resembling carved ice and snow, standing gracefully before Su Heng, deep in the shadow cast by the Bodhi Tree. Her stance was elegant, with an unreal sense of illusion.
"For ages untold, times unknown. I've long slumbered in these snowy mountains, why do you disturb my peaceful dream?" the woman looked towards Su Heng, her eyes deep and calm as she spoke.
"The Mythical Battlefield descends, chaos reigns across the lands, war ignites on all sides,"
