“Perhaps one day, then.”

Jiang Cheng is clearly proud of his home and his stature changes, just a little. His shoulders straighten and something like a smile settles on his face. Lotus Pier is beautiful, even after the destruction it had suffered, and all he can do is voice that with a little melancholy. He already misses it.

“Yunmeng is beautiful, of course. Lotus Pier is as it sounds, waters filled with the plants and the Sect growing on its edges. It is a sight to see.”