The man was wearing a trendy denim outfit with rips, his tall and handsome figure accentuated by the flower-boy style hair dyed in ash grey. A pair of slender and beautiful eyes were slightly covered by his permed bangs, and his face was so perfect it seemed like a miraculous work of art by the heavens, unbelievably impeccable.
A diamond stud glittered on his left ear, shining brilliantly under the setting sun.
The moment their gazes met, Ming Yao furrowed her brows tightly.
Before she could say anything, the man stepped forward and forcefully hugged her into his embrace.
"Senior Sister, you're really still alive! Emma, you look just like you did before!"
Ming Yao had intended to push away this playful and flirty Junior Brother, but the moment he hugged her, she seemed to be transported back to the Tang Sect.
The familiar feeling made her nose tingle with a slight sourness.
