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Feng Xiao lay in a very spacious massage bathtub.
His body was long and lean, his muscles well-defined—especially the eight sculpted abs on his stomach that could make countless lovesick girls scream as if he were a male god from a Korean drama.
Feng Xiao usually took showers, but occasionally when he wanted to calm his mind, he'd opt for a bath.
His eyes were always a dim gray, so much so that many who saw them for the first time wondered if he was blind, while those in the hospital believed his eyes belonged to some potent cursed object.
But this cursed object came with a terrible side effect.
That was, he could never forget anything his eyes had seen, no matter how many years passed. He could always remember every detail vividly, each moment deeply etched in his memory.
Any book, paper, or news—if read once, he'd never have to read it again. To students and scholars, it was a godsend ability.
