The man in white was, of course, Su Han, who had already changed out of his black clothing.
Su Han's current appearance was not his true face, but one he had disguised.
If one were to speak honestly, his actual features were vastly different, normally described as delicate and tolerable. However, Su Han now possessed an indescribable handsomeness, as if his entire being was enveloped in a soft glow; the faint smile that perpetually graced his lips caused the hearts of the women who made eye contact to flutter like little deer, their cheeks blushing red.
"Is appearance really that important?"
Su Han shook his head and smiled faintly, as he wasn't particularly interested in beauty.
An hour later, under the watchful gaze of many, Su Han arrived at a massive building.
This building was none other than a branch of the Nine Heavens Tower.
