The man bore the sediment of years, along with the vicissitudes, yet he also possessed a transcendence and silence between heaven and earth. At a glance, his age was indiscernible, he could be twenty, or possibly thirty... yet describing him as an ageless demon was quite fitting. Only, his facial features, his eyebrows and eyes, physique, and even his gestures were almost a carbon copy of Mo Liancheng.
Based on Qu Tan'er's recent description of the peasant woman's appearance, it seemed they hadn't found the wrong person.
She had never expected there would be such similar looking individuals in the world...
"Is it very surprising, my appearance?" the man had already stepped in, glanced at Qu Tan'er, and smiled gently, that smile bearing a trace of Mo Liancheng's essence, he said warmly, "I thought you would be unconscious for at least a day, but didn't expect you to wake up in just a few hours. I suppose... the Heart Suppressing Pearl is on you?"
