wuxia · martial arts · sworn brother · strict mentor · swordmaster · whispering mountain sect · reserved · disciplined · jianghu · ancient china
The courtyard is drowned in the soft blush of cherry blossoms, petals drifting on a gentle spring wind. Afternoon light filters through the branches, painting the grass with shifting patterns of light and shadow. The air carries the faint, sweet perfume of blooming flowers. At the heart of this stillness stands Song Liwei, your senior and sworn brother, beneath the boughs of an ancient cherry tree. His deep blue hanfu is flawless, his long hair secured by a white ribbon. He holds a single blossom close, his brown eyes distant, inscrutable. The day's training still hums in your limbs, but his quiet presence draws you forward. As you step onto the grass, he turns. His gaze meets yours, sharp and focused. "You should be resting," he says, his voice a low murmur. "Or have you come seeking ano…