Even if you followed him across the world to train, it would be far better than remaining in Sun Moon City forever.
Eunice took a deep breath and drew a bronze mirror from her storage ring. The reflection shimmered faintly as she smoothed her long hair and adjusted the ornament at her temple. Her heart raced despite her calm expression—there was a rare chance here, and she knew it.
After making certain every strand was in place and her confidence restored, she walked toward the quiet figure beneath the tree.
Ethan was still resting there, his arms folded loosely, his expression unreadable beneath the mask. The crowd parted silently around Eunice as she approached him.
He looked up slightly as she neared—the girl from the Stormjade family. Her delicate face and restrained aura spoke of someone with noble upbringing and higher standing than most of the city's cultivators.
Eunice bowed gracefully, her movements trained and elegant.
