"In troubled times, you must first learn to protect yourself before you can save others."
On a snowy night beneath a soft, cold moon, a woman dressed in black walks through the whispering snow, winding her way toward them.
"Dawa, when will you come back?"
Little Asule often sits up high, quietly gazing into the distance. He doesn't mind when his fellow tribesmen tease him.
"It's been so many years. Yi... is General Bai doing well?"
The man before her has aged considerably. The stubble on his chin has grown into a full beard, and the youthful passion he once carried has become a proud, unyielding strength of character.
"I never thought that after decades apart, the commandery princess would still be as radiant as ever. Meanwhile, I, Ying, am an old man with white hair and beard."
Before Shangyang Pass, the two armies face each other.
She wears no armor, still dressed in black from head to toe, but she holds a long spear in her hand. She shakes her head.
"You're wrong. Lord Ying's heart is still beating in your chest, its fervor enough to set this land of Donglu ablaze. As for me, I'm nothing but a cold shell with a pretty appearance."
Theme: The benevolent are invincible.
Wen Neng??? Update, update.