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Mingshu looked at the person before her, the corners of her lips slightly upturned, her eyes conveying a profound meaning, "These years haven't seemed very kind to you."
Truth be told, the years hadn't left much of a mark on Wen Renbai's face. He looked not much different from when she first met him, still with a face that seemed to blend in with handsome humans and adorable dogs. However, his aura had transformed drastically.
Back then, Wen Renbai had an aura that was fairy-like and transcendent, the very image of an otherworldly noble.
But now, he seemed much more down-to-earth, his eyes carrying an indescribable depth of worldly wisdom and hardship, like a banished immortal who had fallen into the mortal realm and picked up its earthly scent.
In other words, he used to look like an immortal, but now...more like a sorcerer.
