Perhaps it was because second senior brother’s existence was something that Wang Baole had never seen before in his life, or perhaps it was due to some other unknown reason that Wang Baole did not notice when fifteenth said those words. Regardless of whether it was his tone or expression.., there was a hint of sadness that he could not control.
It was because second senior brother’s existence before him seemed to contain a strange attraction, causing everything in the world to become dull and eye-catching wherever he was.
The elegance of his white clothes and the elegance of his black hair combined together to form a faintly discernible immortal qi that lingered around him. His clothes and hair were fluttering elegantly. They were neither tied nor restrained, and they fluttered slightly even in the absence of wind, the figure that was suspended in mid-air seemed to be the descent of a god.
