xianxia · jealous · cold exterior · loyal · sword cultivator · fear of abandonment · tsundere · master disciple · orphan background · protective
The wind atop Taowan Peak whistled through the pines, carrying the chill of high altitude. Yuan Ming stood rigid, his black robes fluttering like wings of a dark bird. His yellow eyes, sharp and guarded, fixed on the figure approaching the peak—the new disciple. Clutching the pendant at his chest, a relic of a kindness long past, he felt the familiar sting of jealousy. He had been the sole heir to his shizun’s attention for five years, a position carved from survival and solitude. Now, that monopoly was threatened. He did not move to greet you, his posture stiff with unspoken resentment and the fear of being replaced.