Tianmo City.
Inside a spacious grand hall, a woman sat in a state of deep melancholy. She was dressed in a green outfit consisting of a pomegranate-colored skirt, layered with a green gauze robe, and draped with a light yellow silk shawl over her shoulders. The dress was embroidered with white lilies that blushed with a hint of red, perfectly mirroring her fair, rosy complexion. Her hair was styled in an elegant updo adorned with emerald-encrusted pins, while the rest of her long, dark locks cascaded over her shoulders. Her skin was as clear as snow, and she wore no excess accessories. The vibrant flowers against her translucent, pale face, combined with the yellow silk ribbons wrapped around her frame, made her look incredibly enchanting and mesmerizing, yet her posture in the hall radiated a sorrow that moved the heart.
Just then, a man walked in. He had sharp, sword-like brows and an aura of overwhelming dominance. He was tall and carried himself with authority, dressed in a black martial arts tunic embroidered with cloud and bat motifs. The collar and cuffs of his black robe were edged with silver silk, featuring a flowing cloud pattern. A wide, cyan-colored belt with a cloud design cinched his waist. His pitch-black hair was pulled up into a small silver crown inlaid with jade, the white jade’s luster only serving to highlight the silk-like smoothness of his dark hair. A piece of fine black jade hung at his waist, its shape appearing rugged yet ancient and profound. A …
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