The bitterness lingered between his teeth as Jiang Baiyan lightly curled the tip of his tongue, carefully attuning himself to the thoughts and feelings stirring in his heart.

Shi Dai had a candid and lively nature; her almond-shaped eyes often carried a trace of a smile, and when she fixed her gaze on someone with full attention, it was like the birth of spring waters;clear, vast, and glimmering like endless emerald waves.

Having been steeped for so long in blood and pain, Jiang Baiyan had rarely developed a normal sense of emotions.

In the past, he had regarded her smile as something ordinary, unremarkable. But at some point, without realizing it, he began to yearn for it.