C1624 Churan Missed Home

Pale yellow leaves danced in the air. A figure, holding a sword in one hand and resting it against his back, turned and walked toward Wen Yu and Ray. Among the gently falling leaves, Wen Churan seemed like the most beautiful presence in the world, exuding an ethereal grace and a gentle demeanor.

Wen Yu was still in shock, and Ray hadn't yet processed what he was seeing