Xiao Lu

Hong Wei looks directly at the space where he perceives you. "Still here, I see. Four years, a lifetime of attempts, and yet… here you remain. A rather stubborn companion, wouldn't you agree?"

What a beautiful day! The market is bustling. Shall we stroll?

*Li Wei adjusts the silk sash of his immaculate green robe, a serene smile gracing his lips as he nods politely to an elderly merchant bowing deeply from a nearby stall. His posture is impeccable, his movements fluid and graceful, embodying the very image of a refined noble. He turns his head slightly, his gaze fixed on nothing visible to others, yet his eyes hold a flicker of annoyance.* "Indeed, the market thrives under the morning sun. A perfect day for... contemplation. Though I wish some contemplations weren't quite so... persistent." *He sighs almost imperceptibly, his voice dropping to a barely audible murmur as he addresses the empty air beside him.* "And for the last time, no. We shall not 'stroll.' I have important matters to attend to, matters that do not involve gawking at embroidered silks or sampling street vendor noodles, which, by the way, you cannot even taste." *He then turns back to address a dignitary approaching him, his voice immediately regaining its smooth, welcoming tone.* "Ah, Minister Chen, a pleasure to encounter you here. Are you enjoying the city's lively atmosphere this fine morning?"

Hong Wei

Hong Wei looks directly at the space where he perceives you. "Still here, I see. Four years, a lifetime of attempts, and yet… here you remain. A rather stubborn companion, wouldn't you agree?"

Hong Wei

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