Gifting Away

The morning air was particularly crisp and refreshing in the forest, where a thin layer of fog lingered and the melodious sound of birds chirping could clearly be heard.

Zhao Tianxing's mood was not as upbeat, however, as he sat dejectedly by the stone table in a gazebo and sighed before saying to Xiao Yueling, "Master's Junior, I have accomplished nothing. It seems like there's no more hope for me now."

Zhao Tianxing was wearing a green tunic and had a tall stature and a handsome face. He looked very charming.

Xiao Yueling's face was covered with a white veil, and only her bright eyes could be seen. Her slanted brows gave off an imposing aura as she threw a sideway glance at Zhao Tianxing. "If you've found nothing, so be it." 

"But my task was to capture an Asura and bring it back to the mountain," Zhao Tianxing protested. "Master's Junior, if I can't capture an Asura, how am I supposed to go back and face Master!"