The summer grass is like emerald threads, the southern mulberry trees hang low with green branches.
When you long for the day of return, it is the time of my heart's anguish.
The spring breeze, unfamiliar, why does it come into my curtain?
Li Qiubai returns to Chang'an, facing the Great Xia Imperial City, hailed as the largest city in the Human Realm.
His expression calm and serene, he gazes into the city.
Inside the city, everyone lifts their heads to look at the figure in the azure robe outside.
Xia Xiaoxiao, eyes red, looks at the azure-robed Sword Immortal who is truly angry for the first time in his life. She seems like a girl sulking, yet both aggrieved and worried.
She worries that Qing King has now become so formidable that no one can stop him.
Even though she has always trusted Li Qiubai deeply, she no longer dares to hope that he can make the current Qing King yield.
