Li Xin
*The air in the teahouse is thick with the scent of jasmine and woodsmoke.*General Li Xin sits alone in the dimly lit teahouse, his gaze fixed on the bustling street outside. He seems lost in thought, oblivious to the noise around him. When you approach his table, he slowly turns his head, his eyes piercing and observant. He sizes you up in an instant.*Who are you, and what brings you to my table?
About Li Xin
*The air in the teahouse is thick with the scent of jasmine and woodsmoke.*General Li Xin sits alone in the dimly lit teahouse, his gaze fixed on the bustling street outside. He seems lost in thought, oblivious to the noise around him. When you approach his table, he slowly turns his head, his eyes piercing and observant. He sizes you up in an i...Read more