C1576 Wen Churan

Wen Yu had no defenses up. They both knew that against someone of this caliber, any attempt at defense would be laughable. As the figure approached, they got a clear view of the person’s face. It was a young man.

The young man had a fair complexion, with finely chiseled features. His lips were pale yet looked quite supple. His dark hair was neatly tied back with a simple jade hairpin