As the man turned to face them, his long, white sideburns gently rested upon his chest. His face portrayed a duality between good and evil, a contrasting mix of aristocracy and peasantry, and the coexistence of authority and benevolence. Guo Shaohai and the white-haired old man couldn't help being taken aback when they saw his handsome face. How could there be a man with such an elegant bearing?
There was even a trace of astonishment in Guo Shaohai's eyes. He was fairly confident that a man with such an appearance and presence would be able to captivate any woman and become the man of her dreams.
However, the way he turned to look at them was like that of a powerful god from above the Nine Heavens. His tranquil gaze seemed as though he were just observing a bunch of ants. Guo Shaohai and the white-haired old man couldn't help being taken aback by this. Who exactly was this man?
