This man was dressed in thick clothes and linen, but his appearance was extremely handsome, with a faint look of breeze and bright moon coming into his sleeves.

Even though he sat there quietly without any expression, he seemed to be taller and more arrogant than their group of young men with prominent backgrounds, as if nothing could be seen by him.

In front of this man was a sword, a sword that was about to rust.
Chapter completed!