"You... are you Lin Beichen?"
Zhao Yixia stared blankly at Lin Beichen, her eyes filled with disbelief.
At this moment, Lin Beichen was shrouded in a green light. His hair, long and glowing green, made him look like an immortal walking out of a jade-clear spring. His eyes, glowing faintly green, seemed to hold countless mysteries, making it hard for anyone to look away from them for a long time.
The most crucial part was, though this person in front of her resembled Lin Beichen, his aura was beyond Lin Beichen's by far.
A person's aura is an almost mystical feeling.
When two people stand together, even if they look the same, their auras can distinguish them.
The Lin Beichen he remembered was utterly transformed compared to the one now.
When Lin Beichen left for Zhongcheng Hall, he was like an unrefined jade, whose brilliance was hidden unless he himself shone.
But now, even hidden in a corner, his presence would be naturally noticeable.
