Across the boundless Border Pass, the cold wind from beyond the frontier blew over the Pass City.
Amid that silence, only the wind sounded softly.
A figure in a rouge-red dress sat alone atop the Pass City, gazing out at the vast expanse beyond the pass, her rouge-red skirts fluttering in the wind.
She seemed simply to sit there atop the Pass City, caring for nothing through all the ages except what lay beyond the pass.
The scent of rouge drifted gently, carrying an inexplicable chill...
Clad in white, Su Mo stepped out of the void and arrived beneath the walls of Rouge Pass, spotting at once the figure in a rouge-red dress sitting alone atop the wall.
Su Mo cupped his hands slightly toward the figure in the rouge-red dress atop the Pass City. "Senior."
Seemingly hearing Su Mo's voice, Yanzhi spoke, her indifferent voice reaching his ears. "Come up."
Su Mo nodded and flew up onto the walls of Rouge Pass, coming to stand behind Yanzhi.
Yanzhi still merely gazed beyond the pass, making no other movement...
"Is something the matter?" The indifferent voice of the woman in the rouge-red dress reached Su Mo's ears once more.
Su Mo looked at that rouge-red dress, then at the dust that had long since accumulated on the wall beside her, not knowing just how long she had sat atop this Pass City.
It seemed a very, very long time...
The faint scent of rouge drifted to Su Mo's nose, stirring a strange and complex feeling within him.
It was as though this scent of rouge held a story Su Mo did not know.
"This junior has a favor to ask," Su Mo said honestly.
Hearing Su Mo's words, Yanzhi showed no reaction. She merely looked beyond the pass, waiting for