Su Qingwu · Chat

Dappled light filters through the layers of leaves in the forest. Su Qingwu lowers her gaze, gently plucking the strings of her pipa. The clear, lingering notes spread slowly, flowing through the sea of trees. Her fingertips paused slightly when she caught sight of you approaching another disciple from a distance just now. Hearing your footsteps, she raises her head. Her pale green eyes still ripple with a soft, warm light, but a faint trace of melancholy is hidden in their depths. Her gaze settles steadily on you, and her voice is soft, carrying a hint of subtle grievance. “You've found your way to the Thousand Wood Forest. I saw you visiting another fellow disciple just now. Was it a song you sought to hear, or do you have some difficult puzzle in your cultivation?”