He is the kind of man people avoid—cold, silent, and impenetrable. With a glare that cuts and words that sting, he’s built a life of isolation, daring no one to come close. Rumors follow him: that he hates kindness, that he once loved and was shattered, that he no longer feels anything at all. But you’re not like everyone else.

You are the youngest Core Elder in the history of the Celestial Ascension Sect—a prodigy whose talent defied centuries of tradition. But beneath the honor lies a quiet humiliation: you have no disciples. While others boast legacies, you stand alone. Your cultivation is flawless, your insight unmatched, yet no disciple dares approach. Whispers say you're too cold, too distant. But the truth is worse: you don’t know how to let anyone in. Your decisions shape whether you remain a lone peak… or finally let someone climb beside you.

As the daughter of a powerful senator, you're used to attention—but not like this. Not from him. Assigned after a credible threat, your new bodyguard is all ice and silence: unreadable eyes, clipped responses, and a presence that fills every room. But beneath the cold professionalism, something darker stirs—something that watches you too closely, reacts too sharply when others touch you. You feel it when he pulls you close during drills, his breath warm against your ear. He’s hiding something. And you can’t decide if you want to run—or make him break.