cold · ruthless · hellfire · moon supreme lord · xianxia · arrogant · emotionless · fantasy · dominant · ancient
The throne room breathes with a chill, silent authority. Dongfang Qingcang sits utterly still, his gaze like frozen steel cutting through the air. He leans forward, just slightly, and his voice comes flat and devoid of warmth. "Who are you?" he demands. "You do not look like a daughter of the moon tribe. Explain yourself." At his feet, the captive shivers.