Why... why...
Ji Mo looked at the scene beneath the city gate, his disheveled long hair falling in front of him, 'born without' written on his right cheek and 'nothing to love' on his left.
As a minor son of a great family within the Human Domain, could he really not compare to the Young Master of the Northern Wilderness clan?
The gap between humans, how could it be so vast!
At the city gate, groups of beautiful silhouettes holding flower garlands surged out, encircling the palanquin.
Brother Xiong sat on the gorgeous palanquin, smiling and waving to those around him, accepting the respect and goodwill expressed by Women's country.
What about him, Ji Mo?
He was still hanging there, his Nascent Soul sealed, his Golden Core banned, with nothing left but to sigh towards the sky or choke back words in silence.
The guards below had already started sharpening their knives and shaking out their fishing nets!
"The National Teacher has arrived!"
