Qing Ping was never a coward. When he used to be an independent thief in the Jianghu, to avoid being tracked by enemies, he once slept with corpses in a graveyard and caught rats and bugs on the corpses to eat.
At that time, he didn't think there was anything wrong with it, and even took pride in it. Later, when the stories spread, anyone who met him would give him a thumbs up!
However, now, Qing Ping's hair stood on end, and he was as scared as a rabbit, not daring to take another look. He braced himself and brought the Martial Master to the young lord.
Suddenly, the young lord opened his eyes.
There seemed to be a light in his eyes, instantly illuminating the entire cave, making the dim cave bright for a moment before it dimmed again.
The pair of eyes were bright and deep, as unfathomable as a cold pool in the mountains.
The young lord's handsome appearance, combined with such eyes, gave him a rather sinister aura.
