On the Heaven Heart Plateau, a white-haired man sat cross-legged on a transparent lotus within a dim room. His eyelashes trembled as he listened to a voice transmission from someone, and he immediately called several people to come to him.
A few minutes later, two people walked into the room, one young man and one young woman.
The young man wore white robes embroidered with intricate patterns that resembled frost or clouds. His long, dark hair flowed down his back, adorned with a silver hairpiece. He gave off the aura of a noble warlord.
The young woman exuded a dignified presence, her silhouette slender and poised with an air of nobility. Her body is slim and feminine—slim waist, smooth curves, and a softly rounded bust that complements the delicate elegance of her figure. Her skin is flawless, like freshly fallen snow, glowing faintly in the pale light.
