Looking around, tall peach trees grew, their branches stretching out, with blossoms that resembled clouds of rouge. Pink mists drifted through the air, like a painter had sketched a spring landscape.,...and this life, he was unexpectedly not an orphan. He had parents; his father was a Golden Spirit with exceptional abilities, and his mother reached the pinnacle of Silver Spirit. They were currently away on a mission for the Alliance.,This is a typical second-generation official, born into privilege and power.。