Deep within Luoyue Mountain.
By a deep, quiet, and secluded pool of exceptionally clear water.
Luo Xiyin was in a melancholic mood. She sat upon a green stone, her bare feet spotlessly clean, as she casually cast a line to fish.
"Sigh…"
She recalled the recent arguments in the council hall.
The gentle, silver-haired beauty lowered her eyes and sighed softly.
In the era when she grew up, the Luo Family had been in a period of growth, and the conflict between the direct and branch lines wasn't so pronounced.
The branch families also shed their blood and gave their lives for the family, making immense contributions.
Furthermore, Luo Xiyin's own foundation as a Talisman Master came from an elder of a branch family, who had imparted his entire life's experience to her.
And that old Talisman Master was none other than a direct elder of Luo Xin…
