Fame and Glory

At midday, somewhere faraway from hustle and bustle Yun Dao city a small dilapidated wooden pavilion surrounded by bamboo forest a young man with dark emerald color hanfu sit comfortably while sipping his wine, the man has an exceptionally beautiful face, as if the god took his time to carves every each of the men face flawlessly, he crosses his leg to another while gazing to the distance with a blank expression, his simple yet graceful move make him look like an immortal from the painting, beautiful but distant.

Not long after a middle-aged man arrives, although he already in early fifty he still looks very handsome although his face is too stern and cold devoid any touch of warmth is people saw this they might though this man on the way to kill his arch-enemy.

The middle-aged man's expression deepens when he saw the young man, a trace of melancholy filled his eyes just for a second before disappeared completely.