Back mountain of Langya Pavilion.
Emerald peaks overlap, lush trees abound, and the creek babbles as a man and a woman stroll leisurely.
The man, dressed in a dark robe, is middle-aged, with piercing eyes, a high and straight nose, and a refined aesthetic of a scholarly disposition combined with the steadfastness of a battlefield warrior between his brows.
The two starkly different qualities merge perfectly in him, forming a unique charm.
The beautiful woman beside the man in the dark robe appears to be in her thirties, walking gracefully, with elegant demeanor, black flowing hair, and a face of extraordinary beauty with skin as fair as snow.
However, the fine lines at the corners of her eyes indicate that her actual age might be a bit older.
The two walk side by side, chatting quietly, quite intimately, yet they don't seem to be a couple.
