When she meets again with the sworn enemy she loathes, she still cannot escape the wheels of fate.
"Where have you been for these fifty thousand years?" he asks.
"In secluded cultivation," she replies with a curled smile. "I'll find a chance to avenge my clan's destruction."
He gazes at her. She looks just as she did nine thousand years ago, beautiful enough to steal one's soul. He thinks of how she was once an unknown concubine by his side.
Theme: Love.
