Fine. Just fine. She was going to see just which brazen fool...
Xie Zhinan ground her teeth. But as she turned her head, she froze. A young man had just arrived, led in by Li Xuanyi, and he was looking on with a gaze full of admiration.
The visitor was tall and slender, with an ancient, profound Sword Plaque strapped to his back and a blood-tinged Glazed Dragon Pendant hanging from his waist. Though his attire was practical, these accessories made him appear truly extraordinary.
But what was most critical was—
This person looked incredibly young. His Qi and Blood had yet to recede, and a thin, rainbow-like Immortal Robe shimmered around him. As the last rays of morning light fell upon him, he became too dazzling to look at directly.
Even without any fine clothes or adornments, just by standing there, the youth radiated an air of inexpressible nobility.
