A week later, Zhang Yinghe awoke as scheduled.
The most noticeable change in his youthful, ordinary face was the radiance of his eyes, bright as a resplendent galaxy.
Beyond that, an air of vibrant vigor began to gather around him, like that of a hidden dragon in the abyss.
Watching these changes in Zhang Yinghe, Hong Yuan couldn't help but marvel.
It seems that the art of physiognomy is indeed related to the path of fortune, or rather, a person's fortune can reflect a thing or two on their face. It appears that those ancient books from my past lives are not all outdated dross after all.
Hong Yuan, through the Sword Sparrow Worm, took another glance at Zhang Yinghe and then began to pack up, preparing to board a ship to transport supplies to Daze Village.
The battles at Tiger Gate City and Tong Guan City had suddenly escalated, with the talented disciples of Phoenix Creek Sect and Qinglu Taoist Temple taking center stage, each leading the charge.
