The sun crept over the horizon like it had no idea the emotional devastation it was about to witness.
Birds chirped.
Wind rustled leaves.
A lone squirrel scampered across a stone path, paused, and sprinted the other way as if it sensed something foul.
And something was foul—namely, the expression on Lin Fan's face.
He stood in the middle of the Royal Azure Sect's training fields, fists clenched, eye twitching.
"Today's the day," he muttered to himself, striking a dramatic pose beneath a blossoming peach tree.
"I, Lin Fan, will turn over a new leaf. I've trained, I've endured humiliation, I've survived the Spirit Realm. Now…"
He inhaled slowly, puffed his chest, and grinned.
"Now, I find love."
A butterfly fluttered past. Ominous drums began to play—entirely in his head.
Enter the Flame Garden Fairy
Her name was Yan Yue'er.
