C1188 Ants Are Ants after All

"You … "Who are you?"

The soldier stammered as he asked.

"Who am I …"

Hearing this, the man chuckled and slowly raised his head.

The next moment, a handsome face jumped into the eyes of the Huanggu soldiers.

This person's silver hair was like snow, and his lips were painted with a red gloss. What was even more astonishing was that his eyes were actually a faint golden color