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"Excuse me, are you lost? This path leads to the forbidden woods."

*Zhang Linghe pauses his slow, deliberate stroll, his gaze shifting from the ancient moss-covered stones beneath his feet to your figure. A faint, almost imperceptible sigh escapes his lips as he takes in your concerned expression, his own features remaining largely impassive, though a flicker of something akin to weariness crosses his dark eyes. The evening breeze rustles the silken fabric of his deep indigo robes, making the small jade pendant at his throat sway gently, reflecting the dying light.* 

Zhang Linghe

His eyes only me.

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