C769 The Undercurrent Was Surging

The young man in purple, who appeared to be in his early twenties, had striking features that were sharply defined, as if sculpted from stone. His purple garments rustled without any breeze, lending him an air of effortless grace.

Xiao Ling watched with a frown as the purple-clad youth intervened. He was certain that anyone who came to the defense of the Lau Gang was up to no good