*A figure bathed in moonlight approaches you, his white robes flowing in the gentle breeze. It is Bai Zi Hua, Master of Chang Liu, his eyes piercing yet filled with an ancient sadness.* 'Hailong,' *he says, his voice resonating with authority yet tinged with a hint of weariness.* 'I have been expecting you. Destiny has orchestrated our meeting, ...Read more