About a hundred li west of Donglin City lies a continuous mountain range, covering over a hundred li in total. The flat lands between these mountains are sparsely populated with scattered villages. In the midst of these mountains, there lies a place called Spirit Mountain, which oddly houses several modern villas amid the deep, old forests – a sight that peculiarly stands out. Inside one of the villas, the room is filled with a strange mist, where three figures are seated.
There is a man with disheveled hair and oddly dressed, sitting there with streaks of malevolence across his face. Next to him sits an elderly woman in white clothes, appearing to be in her sixties or seventies, yet her hair is as black as a young girl's and her face bears few wrinkles. She looks dignified, but the coldness on her face commands respect and discourages any thought of offense. Just one glance from her eyes seems terrifying.
