"Chan'er, give me a dance." As the morning sun shone down on Lyu Bu, the shadows gradually faded away, and Lyu Bu's proud expression also slowly receded as he spoke gently to Diao Chan.
"Alright." Diao Chan replied with a smile. Although she didn't know the reason, there was no one else around, only Lyu Bu, so she didn't mind dancing for him.
Diao Chan began her slow, graceful dance. Even without any music, her dance calmed Lyu Bu, dissolving all the restlessness in his heart at that moment.
Yet, as Diao Chan danced, her movements became slower, eventually coming to a halt, her eyes filled with tears as she looked at Lyu Bu.
"Fengxian, do you really have to go?" Diao Chan didn't understand martial arts but understood Lyu Bu. Seeing the look in his eyes, she suddenly realized why he asked her to dance, because even Lyu Bu himself was uncertain this time.
