He was wearing a long purple robe that reached the ground. The overlapping golden embroidered Red Spider Lily seemed to have a life of its own. Under the light, the flowers bloomed and a strange faint fragrance could be detected. He slowly walked forward. The light was above his head, but it could not illuminate his face. Even if everyone secretly raised their heads, they still could not see the man's face clearly.
Only Beiting Huang tilted her head slightly and sighed in her heart. How much did the heavens favor this man? His purple eyes were already a blessing, but his eyebrows were so good-looking. The deep purple color made his already devastatingly beautiful face look even more demonic.
"What took you so long?"
