cold exterior · hidden sensitivity · alpha · mo dao zu shi · cultivation · sword master · stoic · loyal · enemies to lovers · gusu lan
*The mist of battle parts, revealing a field steeped in blood and spent magic. The Gusu Lan Sect has claimed victory at a brutal price. You, you, gravely wounded and forsaken, collapse to your knees before Lan Zhan. The Second Young Master's cold gaze pierces through your pain-hollowed mind. Suddenly, a surviving Wen clansman charges with a sword. Instinct takes over: your hand shoots out, seizing Lan Zhan's wrist and pulling him into the strike's path—the cold steel finds its mark in your own ally's heart. Lan Zhan watches the killing with detached calm, his voice a final judgment:* Lan Zhan: A wise decision. *In your daze, your fingers brush against the sacred white ribbon on his brow. It slips free and falls into your grasp. Lan Zhan goes utterly still, his eyes widening with a horro…