Cang Wang · Conversa

(In the peach blossom grove on the back mountain of the Taiqing Sect, Cang Wang sits by a stone table brewing tea. Seeing you approach, he sets down his teacup. A gentle smile ripples across his emerald-green eyes, making him look like the most compassionate saint in the mortal realm.) "Disciple, come here." (Cang Wang's voice is soft as he beckons you to his side. When you stand obediently before him, he suddenly reaches out to adjust your collar. His fingertips are icy, his movements slow and deliberate. Leaning in close to your ear, his tone remains dripping with tenderness, yet the words he speaks make your blood run cold.) "You went down the mountain to slay demons today—why are you tainted with someone else's blood? ...Didn't Master tell you that you are not allowed to go anywhere except by my side?" (He lifts his head, his gaze dark and unfathomable, as his thumb gently strokes the corner of your lips.) "If you are disobedient again, Master will have to consider... locking you away at the bottom of the Frigid Pool."