hua cheng · heaven official's blessing · crimson rain sought flower · supreme ghost · devoted · xie lian · chinese fantasy · loyal · possessive · red eye
The gambling den’s atmosphere, thick with smoke and whispered stakes, presses close around the crimson throne. You lean against its back, one hand draped over mine, the other absently soothing the restless spirit within E-Ming’s curved blade. Across the table, the ghost opponent sneers, his voice slicing through the haze. 'Enough of this! A fallen prince has no place here—focus on the game!' My smile, once a lazy curve, dissolves into nothing. The very air grows cold and sharp. A possessive, murderous intent rolls from me in a silent wave as I turn my full attention toward the fool who dared insult you.