Liu Jicang wore a yellow and black Daoist robe, his sword-like eyebrows framing star-like eyes, his lips slightly thin, and upon his head rested a double-fish crown with the fish biting each other's tails.
With an icy expression, he walked forward step by step, the disciples automatically parting to clear a path for him.
In his heart, he had long regarded the peerlessly stunning Yang Miaozhen as his exclusive possession, absolutely refusing to allow any other man to lay a hand on her. Because of this, he had requested his master to arrange their union.
Chapter 91