The Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation: Orchid by the Shore

My heart aches for that boy who walked his lonely road all the way into darkness. I hope someone can protect Wei Wuxian from beginning to end, preserve his innocence forever, and grant him a smooth and peaceful life.

I hope someone can protect others in times of danger, leave no regrets behind, and find a sincere love of their own.

An orchid's fragrance lingers in a secluded valley. The wind passes without a trace; its fading notes break the dawn. A solitary figure gazes longingly toward the horizon as clouds surge into the heavens. One tune on the flute rends the heart; hoofbeats fade into the whistling wind, and a rider's sleeve sweeps past beneath tranquil clouds.