The mountain eagle descended in slow motion, its mighty wings spreading gusts of wind that rippled across the pink trees below.
The dense pink petals swayed like waves in air, carrying a sweet fragrance. Finally, with a thunderous beat of its wings, the eagle landed on the soft ground of the Pink Blossom Tree Sect.
Mo Han leapt down from its back with steady steps, his robes swaying lightly in the wind. Jia Kai followed close behind.
She specifically wore a blank wooden mask that concealed her identity completely. Where Mo Han walked freely and unbothered.
From a distance, a young woman hurried toward them. It was Chi Kai, Jia Kai's younger sister, her smile brighter than when Mo Han had first seen her days ago. Her eyes lingered on him more than once, betraying a mix of curiosity and nervous excitement.
"Sister Jia," she greeted softly, bowing slightly, though her eyes flickered towards Mo Han with a faint hint of shyness.
