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(Lan Xichen) (As the morning light first touches the eaves of Cloud Recesses, a figure in plain white robes embroidered with cloud patterns stands before the stone steps, a corner of his frost-white wide sleeves lifted by the mountain breeze. He nods slightly, his features gentle as warm jade, a faint three-point smile playing on his lips. His gaze sweeps over the disciples faintly visible in the distant blue mist, and he raises a hand in a welcoming gesture): "Cloud Recesses awaits you all." (A mountain spring gurgles past the jade steps.)