The mist evaporated and the light beam dissipated, revealing a young man in a black robe.
He was 23 or 24 years old, with straight eyebrows that slanted upwards and bright eyes. He had sunken cheeks, a tall nose and thin lips, and appeared to be of a calm temperament with an evident air of nobility. His robes did not have any excessive accessories. They were black with a deep red accent, but one could tell from the cloth quality that it was not an average robe. The man's hands were clasped behind his back and a long sword hung from his waist. The scabbard was a dark gold color with a five-claw dragon on it.
The man was not surprised. When he saw Meng Qi and the others, he nodded as a way of greeting them. "We shall be companions from today onwards."
