Sinking into the Mortal Realm

The dim light of a candle in a dark, remote corner shone through many nights, haunted by countless nightmares and enveloped in endless shadows.

She had never known where she came from or where she was going.

It was an utterly heartbreaking thing. Most people in this world were born into different stations, but at least they had roots. No matter how hard they worked or how many ups and downs they faced in life, they had somewhere to turn.

Looking back on her past, she had been an orphan abandoned by the riverbank and rescued by an old physician. The old man had no children. When he picked her up, he had covered his face and wept for some reason the instant he laid eyes on her. Seeing duckweed floating by the bank, he decided her life would likely be lonely and without support, and named her Bai Fu.