If Xu Renfei's ancient attire resembled a debonair and rebellious young noble, then Bi Xia's ancient attire could be described as a young beauty, calm and aloof, unaware of his own charm, yet his indifference could break hearts.
The black robe was adorned with red streaks that gathered like floating clouds at the sleeves, with a small crimson flower imprinted on the collar.
With black hair flying and a red ribbon tying it high, his starry eyes revealed no emotion. Each time those starry eyes shifted, a bone-chilling cold seemed to follow, causing an involuntary shiver.
As the youth moved, the red cloud-embroidered sleeves fluttered. With each step he took, the ensuing aura of lethal intent became more palpable and irresistible.
