In the void, a man stood against the wind, his purple clothes fluttering lightly. His handsome face was so dazzling in the sunset, especially with the purple Mandala Flower on half of his face, giving him an enchanting allure.
An aura of power faintly surrounded the man, and as the fierce wind suddenly rose, his dark purple robe danced lightly in the wind.
The moment Mu Ruyue saw the man, she paused, her eyes filled with excitement, unblinkingly staring at the man in the sky.
"Wuchen..."
She softly called out, but before the words were fully spoken, her body was pulled into a warm embrace.
The man's breath was so scorching, lingering around her ear, making her heart skip a beat...
"Muer, I'm here."
Yes, he came...
Since that unexpected separation, so many hours had passed, and for him, every day without her was like living through years...
"Wuchen."
