[A/N: This chapter was posted early by error and bridges Wang Xiao's return from the Graveyard of Gods to Xianthera. Skip it and the previous chapter to continue with the main story. You can read them later if you wish.]
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In another place!
A woman sat gracefully on the floor of her study, her legs folded beneath her as she sipped tea from a delicate porcelain cup.
The soft light from the evening sun streamed through the open balcony, casting a warm glow on her silver hair, which cascaded like a river of light over her shoulders and down her back.
She was a vision of elegance—ethereal, with beautiful eyes that carried a distant melancholy, as if she were forever lost in thoughts of a world beyond this one.
Wang Xiao watched her from the shadows near the entrance, momentarily captivated by the sight before him.
'She's still as beautiful... doesn't looked aged at all,' he thought, unable to help himself.