With the end of the sentence, a radiant light swiftly approached, and as the figure emerged, it was remarkably a young nobleman dressed in splendid robes.
Although this young man had a handsome appearance, there was a latent malice between his brows, especially when he saw Yue Qinghuan. A deep desire surged in his eyes as if he wanted to devour Yue Qinghuan whole.
Even though it was just a fleeting moment, returning to normal quickly, Xue An still caught sight of it.
However, Xue An said nothing, only a playful smile curling at his lips as he quietly watched from the side.
Upon seeing this youth, the distant crowd began to stir.
"Young City Lord!"
"It's the Young City Lord!"
Many whispered in astonishment.
Others looked at Yue Qinghuan with eyes full of sympathy and pity, as if they already foresaw her tragic fate.
For in the whole of Bead City, who wasn't aware of the Young City Lord's peculiar tastes?
