Li Yuan smiled, bowed to the chieftain of the Trueflame Tribe, and said with a sigh, “All I ever wanted was to roam the world with Snow and grow old together. Who would have thought fate would tie me to the Trueflame Tribe as well? I love this land and its people, and that’s why I want to see our tribe thrive. If you’re still willing, I’ll accept the post of Grand Elder.”  2

Suljagar hesitated for a heartbeat; something about that declaration felt oddly formal.0

Away from the bonfire, Li Yuan’s shadow blood was beginning to freeze again and his cultivation was slipping. The last strike had almost drained it dry.1

“Shall we head back?” he said quietly.0

“Of course, I’ll...0