In the middle of night while it was so quiet everywhere else, Ji Fengyan finally finished her task. She wiped the sweat off her forehead and looked at the tall and sturdy figure standing before her. She smiled satisfied.
Standing in front of Ji Fengyan was a tall man who was almost as tall as eight feet. His body was covered with wood veins, his lips formed a thin line and his pair of eyes were dull.
So long as anyone was smart enough, they could tell with one look that the handsome man in front was practically a human figurine carved out of wood. But what was different from an ordinary figurine was that this man's forehead had an additional eye that was vertically upright, which was a little eerie.
The tall figurine stood there motionlessly. Ji Fengyan rubbed her chins and looked at the wound on her finger that had sealed up. She frowned.
