This youth in white wore a purple jade crown. His face was white, his hairline touched his long brows, and his phoenix eyes displayed great majesty. His entire body was covered by a white robe… At first glance, he looked like a white snow flower; extremely sophisticated and scholarly. However, the person facing him had a completely different impression of him.
While he was merely sitting on the back of the horse, he somehow managed to exude the aura that he was overlooking the entire world.
The prince of Iron Cloud, Tie Butian, had personally come to welcome Du Shi Qing.
At that moment, he was sitting on the horse with his right hand placed gently on his left. His eyes squinted as he looked ahead, waiting patiently with a relaxed countenance.
From a distance, a trail of dust rose up, along with the gentle rumbling sound of rolling wheels. A group of people appeared on the horizon.
