Wang Ruoxie's brow slightly furrowed, then he turned his head to see a proud figure walking in from outside.
This was a handsome young man with sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes, about twenty-three years old, his hair bound by a jade crown, and his body tall and sturdy.
From the appearance alone, he could be considered a graceful and handsome man.
The young man was also wearing a disciple robe, but the small sword embroidered on his chest was purple and gold like Xiao Ningyue's.
This meant that the young man was also a true disciple.
However, for some reason, Wang Ruoxie seemed to see hatred and murderous intent in the young man's gaze towards him.
In his memory, he had never seen this young man, let alone had any grudge against him.
"Yang Honglie greets the Sect Leader."
The young man walked in front of Chu Li and respectfully bowed.
