At this time, I saw a tall man standing behind the man in black. His white clothes were as good as winter plums, his boots were spotless, and he wore a piece of turquoise nephrite around his waist. The corners of his resolute mouth formed a beautiful arc. However, his left eye was bruised and swollen, so I couldn't see clearly, but I could still feel his two eyes staring straight at me. I suddenly had a very bad premonition. The man in black just said that I injured his young master's eye. Could it be that the man in white's eye was injured by me?
Could it be that I----I wore it? ! ! ! !