Evi's mind went blank when he saw who was the young man who had stood up for him and dealt with an infamous bandit group. It was the face of someone he had treated as a friend but had expected to never see again in their whole lifetime.
Like fine wine, the young man had become more handsome and perfect as time went on. With flawless skin, a strong body filled with muscles yet perfectly portioned, an elegant aura, and short black hair, the young man seemed to be the definition of a perfect scholar.
What made this young man even more utterly beautiful were his eyes, which had colorful sparkles that faintly faded in and out. However, even though the young man before him had undergone a drastic transformation, Evi could still instantly recognize him.
"Yoze, is this really you?"
"Of course, why are you stunned by how cool I had become after our last meeting? This is merely an after-effect of practicing martial arts."
