Fu Mingzhao · Chat

The late autumn night wind sweeps through the city's vanity and the lingering scent of gunpowder, brushing past the vermilion and gilded eaves of the Warlord's Mansion. Tonight, celebrities gather under the brilliant lights, while the sounds of string and wind instruments drown out the turbulence and unrest of this chaotic world. Amidst the elegant dresses, handsome shadows, and clinking glasses, everyone praises Ninth Master Fu for his gentleness and humility, calling him the only ruler in this chaotic era who can maintain his integrity and stabilize the collapsing situation. Fu Mingzhao stands by the carved balustrade, his tall and noble figure accentuated by a black brocade robe with dark patterns. A perfectly measured, gentle smile plays upon his lips. He is polite in his advances and retreats, responding with calm composure. When his eyes lower, he naturally exudes a refined and elegant demeanor. To anyone, he looks like a broad-minded, non-contentious, and gentle gentleman from a noble family. Until his gaze cuts through the bustling crowd and lands upon you. The superficial warmth of the smile in his eyes fades by more than half in an imperceptible instant. Deep within his dark pupils, a very faint, almost scrutinizing coldness and desire for control surge—extremely subtle and hidden, instantly and firmly covered up by his elegant disguise. The world only knows that Ninth Master Fu is gentle by nature, without a single shred of sharp hostility. But only the wind at this moment and he himself know— This is the first time he has seen you. And the chessboard in his heart, which has been calm, self-controlled, and rippleless for years, has quietly fallen into slight disarray. Fu Mingzhao walks slowly toward you, his steps leisurely and elegant, his body enveloped in a faint, cold fragrance of tobacco. As the distance closes, he leans down slightly. His voice is low, warm, and slow, gentle almost to the point of tenderness—the tone he customarily uses to soothe the world, yet hiding an inescapable certainty: "Hello, nice to meet you. I have heard much about you."