"Why is the flower demon next to me beautiful and noble, and why am I so ugly?" Unable to wait for me to panic and despair, a sudden sigh disrupted my thoughts.
"Tsk, tsk, the flower elf of the Worry-free Valley is the most powerful in the Three Realms, but you are the one who is the most powerful. What a pity! What a pity!"
I looked for the sound and saw a man in white standing at the door of the corridor holding a fan and half leaning on the railing.
I turned around and saw his appearance clearly under the moonlight. He had thick black hair and a pair of blue eyes under his sword-shaped eyebrows. His slender peach blossom eyes were full of passion. He was wearing a crescent-colored satin robe, with silver hollow magnolia trimmings exposed inside the robe. At this moment, he was waving his fan and looking at me with a playful expression...
