The man had sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, exuding an aura of cold arrogance that warned strangers not to approach.
He wore a well-tailored white combat uniform, with a simple and unadorned long sword at his waist. Although Zhong Daoling, as a sovereign, had seen many outstanding men under the Star River, he was still amazed and stunned by this young man.
He couldn't help but praise in his heart, this is the most handsome man in the world.
He recognized this man, as Beehive had once provided information about him.
Bai Wuxin, the son of Tang Li's adjutant Bai Shizhen, and a disciple of He Xiaohua.
A junior Grandmaster and one of the core figures among the bandits.
Zhong Daolong closed the martial arts novel in his hand and looked at Bai Wuxin, asking, "What's the matter?"
Being a prisoner, it was no longer suitable to read books on politics or economics.
Acting as if he might be reinstated at any time would only raise suspicion and discontent.
