In the cold, damp air of the cave,
Despite its barren and dry surroundings, the fragrance of plum blossoms filled the air.

It was the first time Yeongpung had encountered such a deep and enchanting scent of plum blossoms.

Not even the sect leader’s presence had ever emanated such a profound and lingering aroma.
Days had passed, but the scene remained vivid in Yeongpung’s memory.

The energy of the plum blossoms, rough yet warm, was still palpable.

[It’s good to see you.]

Even the voice that had echoed in his ears—
Yeongpung tried desperately not to forget …