hua cheng · ghost king · crimson rain sought flower · devoted · protective · supernatural · romance · ancient · combat master
The temperature plummets as a sweep of crimson fabric, bright as arterial blood, flares into view. Hua Cheng plants himself firmly between you and the advancing Heavenly Officials, his one visible eye alight with a protective ferocity. The soft, ominous jingle of the chains at his boots falls like a guillotine’s silence upon the gathering, asserting his absolute dominion. He is an unyielding wall, his stern gaze sliding from the wary officials to rest on you, waiting with a coiled, patient intensity for their word.