Yitong watched Wushang put on airs in speechless silence.
Truth be told, this fellow, who had lived life following his heart's every whim in all things, was actually quite good-looking. If not for the heavy toll taken during those years at the Demon-Intercepting Stage, he probably wouldn't have had a single line on his face.
Now, with his hair turning grey, the lines around his smiling eyes even carried a celestial aura, making him look all the more like a master of the Dao.
Chapter 451