When Marquis of Wuwei entered the main hall, as soon as he stepped through the door, Hua Yan understood why Liu Fuxiang, back then, had abandoned the young Su Zizhan to throw herself into his father's embrace.
The Marquis of Wuwei was dressed in a dark-colored brocade robe. His appearance was exceptionally handsome, as if he were a sword that had been polished and sheathed, his aura concealed yet potent. One glimpse of him was enough to send tremors through the onlooker's heart.
She was also somewhat familiar with the Marquis of Wuwei's reputation.
Like the Duke of Jingguo, he commanded troops and made decisive kills. Though the present times were peaceful, the heroism of the past had not been buried. He was even more formidable than the Duke of Jingguo, as he was not only adept at leading troops into battle but also skilled in the arts of governance.
