C287 Shaoguan

The next day, as Gu Zhuohua exited the council hall, he ran into someone.

"Are you Zhang Yuan'ai?" The man asked, his brow furrowed and his tone unmistakably icy.

The man in front of him was exceptionally tall, probably around six foot three. He wore a simple dark robe with subtle patterns, and his long, salt-and-pepper hair was casually tied back with a ribbon