His appearance caused many onlookers to gasp in amazement.
No wonder.
This man was simply too ostentatious.
Not to mention his clothes, crafted from some unknown material, exuding utmost splendor.
Nor the numerous accessories he wore from head to toe.
The long sword hanging at his waist alone attracted countless gazes.
This long sword was crafted to such a luxurious and intricate extent, with even the guard encrusted with a gemstone the size of a pigeon egg.
Even from a great distance, one could feel the formidable aura emanating from the gem.
Its value was beyond measure.
The man himself was also strikingly handsome, particularly his rare mismatched eyes.
One eye was jet black, while the other had an enchanting amber hue, reminiscent of a Persian cat, full of mysterious beauty.
As the crowd stared in a daze, the man glanced up at the teahouse and a faint smile appeared on his face.
"This must be the place!"
He stepped inside.
