Earth, China.
Jinsha River.
Amidst the green mountains and yellow waters, white smoke curls up.
"Ma Ran, isn't that the correct name?"
A blue-haired young man tilted his head, looking at the suddenly appearing Ma Ran, a slight smile on his lips, his tone carrying a hint of casualness: "Since you could immediately sense my existence, then..."
"Someone like you is qualified to know my name."
"Lan Xi."
The young man paused for a moment, a playful expression appearing on his handsome face.
He examined Ma Ran from head to toe, and said in a calm tone: "You should thank me for my generosity."
"Among the vast cosmos, less than ten lives are qualified to know this name."
Lan Xi stood at a height of 1.95 meters, with a perfect and well-proportioned body, dressed in a loose robe, playing with a magic staff embedded with a sky blue gem in his hand. At first glance, he seemed like an experienced anime or game cosplayer, with an extraordinary and ethereal demeanor, far from ordinary.
