Under the gaze of thousands, the youth silently proceeded forward. His posture seemed rather reserved, but he was controlling his emotions well, as he did not seem too nervous. He walked very steadily. The wind lightly blew about his Orthodox Academy uniform. It was not very brilliant or striking, but it was very clean, just like the feeling he gave to others.
"This is Chen Changsheng?"
The crowd in front of the Palace of Great Brilliance buzzed with chatter and questions.
Chen Changsheng had become a famous person in the capital long ago. Many people had heard of his name and knew of his background and that engagement, yet for many people, it was the first time they had laid eyes on him.
It was only now that many people of the capital had a true impression of him. They realized that he was not some graceful and fine young master like Tang Thirty-Six, not some beautiful youth. Instead, he gave off a rather amiable feeling.
