Let us begin with Huahua, stepping out of the Lotus Tower. As he crossed the threshold of his room, he looked up to see a pair of immortals draped in flowing robes, drifting gracefully as if on clouds.
Yet the reason he froze in his tracks was not simply the sudden appearance of this ethereal pair. Rather, it was because the tall, classically handsome man looked strangely, hauntingly familiar.
For reasons he could not fathom, an inexplicable wave of grievance welled up deep within his chest, and the corners of his eyes slowly grew hot and red. He swallowed hard, struggling to steady his breathing, before hesitantly parting his lips to ask, "Pardon me... who might the two of you be?"
Chapter 139