Zhang Wan was the ninth disciple of Nan Aoye. Though born a man, he possessed a face as delicate and radiant as spring water.
With thick eyebrows, large double-lidded eyes, a supple face, and charming dimples, his gentle features and fair, tender skin could easily be described as captivating enough to bewitch all living beings with a single glance back.
Hearing Nanrong Shangjin lavish such effusive praise on a man, Li Chunfeng quickly told him to stop, refusing to believe a word of it.
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