Jian Luo's gaze flashed, and a faint smile spread across his lips.
As he slowly turned around, he met a pair of bright, blue eyes. His heart rate quickened unknowingly.
In the crowd, the man stood tall and handsome, his face was strikingly angular and cold. His blue eyes were slender and captivating. He stood out in the crowd, his innate nobility and dominance were impossible to hide.
He should have been far away in Y Country, yet here he was.
Yet he can't deny the joy that surged in his heart.
Jian Luo's gaze sparkled with a laughter like broken stars, and he chuckled unconsciously.
Black Jack held a stern face and strode towards the figure clothed in white.
The cold wind whizzed past, lifting his coat.
"Black Jack…"
Light of surprise flashed in Jian Luo's eyes as he was about to speak, only to be cut off as his wrist was abruptly grabbed.
Without uttering a word, he pulled him and started running.
