Sung clan

In a forest, outside the Shizi Empire, with the illumination of moonlight, one could see a man wearing white robe laced with gold, his waist tied with a red jade amulet was standing on top of a coffin tree. The cold night wind, making his long hair and white robe, sway with it.

The usual playfulness from the man's face was gone and if Gao Lan Mei could see him at that moment, she would've wondered, if he was the same happy go lucky Fa Li, that her uncle liked a lot.

He immediately raised all his senses when he noticed the scent of opium poppy in the air, using his ability to check the entire area but was not able to find anyone else in the forest aside from him.

After a while, an angelic voice said, behind him, "That's some  nice view." The smell of the opium poppy was still strong, lingering in the air, especially coming from the woman.