A streak of colorful auspicious clouds hung on the horizon, burning bright like fire and radiant like brocade and sunset glow.
A man dressed entirely in black stood atop a steep precipice. His facial features flowed with the natural grace of moving clouds and flowing water, and his square jawbone accentuated his masculine strength. His facial contours were sharply defined, exuding a spirited and clean-cut air.
Jiang Qianyue searched along the cliffside for a long time, yet failed to find what he was looking for. Across the abyss, the wind passed without leaving a trace...
Chapter 87