The moment they saw the sudden appearance of Jiang Xuecheng, the scene had already turned into a pot of boiling water.
The moment this man appeared, it was as if everyone present felt their hearts beat faster.
He was dressed in a well-cut suit, and his features were as handsome as a painting. He looked like a snow-capped mountain that had just emerged from a splash of ink on a mountain. He was cold and desolate.
Many noble men and women were chattering non-stop. How could they have the leisure to discuss the matter of Diya!
The matter of Jiang Xuecheng's death a few days ago had undoubtedly caused a huge commotion within the God's Palace and the nobles. Everyone was still feeling pity for the heaven's envy of the talented. Who would have thought… that this man would appear so magnanimously again!
Su Wan looked at Jiang Xuecheng's pair of eyes that were like cold stars. A thin layer of mist fell into her eyes.
