This day, purple mists rise from the east, and the brilliant red glow of dawn shines splendidly. The great sun bathes the East Sea, illuminating all beings on earth, bursting with vitality.
Li Quangeng stands on his Flying Sword, transforming into a streak of flowing light that comes tearing through the sky from afar. Sword Qi splits the heavens, cleaving the clouds in two, its sharpness completely unhidden.
He is not alone in his arrival; a young woman accompanies him. She appears to be in the bloom of youth, charming and lovely, with picturesque eyebrows and eyes. Her Vestment robe is a dazzling array of five colors, exuding an indescribable aura of nobility.
Clearly, this is Zhou Caimei, the wife he is soon to marry.
It's hard to imagine that, just over a decade ago, she was but a humble young girl from a fishing village. Now, she has bloomed into a graceful and bright young woman.
