The voice at the door had no emotional fluctuations, as bland as a wisp of mist, quickly dissipating under the blazing sun, leaving no trace behind.
Yet it caused hearts to skip a beat among those present to different degrees.
Jiang Ruan was the first to look up towards that direction.
The man was wearing a black coat, its hem flat and even, showcasing his tall and upright figure, unbelievably handsome, with a pair of beautiful, serene phoenix eyes and skin glowing softly under the overhead light. You could just faintly make out the curve of his beautiful thin lips.
Pure and immaculate, always so clean and clear.
He came from darkness, yet remained untainted by any filth.
At this moment.
His body still carried the dust of the journey, his dark eyes piercing through the crowd.
Directly, falling on her.
Jiang Ruan was somewhat surprised.
Truth be told.
