It is no wonder that Leng Zhuxin's first impression of Yin Yan was such.
In truth, Yin Yan looked exceedingly frail. There was no such thing as an ugly fox demon, and most possessed a soul-stirring, captivating beauty. Yet perhaps due to his failing health, Yin Yan showed not a trace of a fox demon's intoxicating allure. Instead, his complexion was as pale as paper, and his brows and lips were remarkably faint. The lantern light from the veranda shone upon his face, making his skin appear almost transparent. Standing within the bamboo window, he looked like a painting that had suddenly come to life.
Had he not been breathing and capable of speech, he would have borne not a single trace of vitality. His frame was also exceptionally slender; dressed in white and standing there like a paper cutout, anyone who laid eyes upon him would surely think his days were numbered.
Chapter 140