C145 Mengjun

The once majestic Star Lord's Mansion now stood in desolate silence.

Leaves lay scattered on the ground, untouched by any broom.

The wind howled mournfully, swirling into eddies that lifted the leaves in a melancholy dance.

The sound of a spring's gentle trickle reached the ears.

The buildings ahead stood with their doors flung wide open, defenseless against the approach of thirteen figures