He was covered in a loose black robe and seemed to be carrying an aura of doom and gloom. Silver embroideries were delicately sewn on the fabric that displayed scenic landscapes. His robe danced in the air as he gracefully made his landing.
His hair was tied and fastened by a jade hairpin. In contrast to his pale face and white hairpin, his entire body was covered entirely in black.
The man was a masterpiece in his own right, with extraordinarily refined elegance. His facial features gave him the appearance of a fine young gentleman, but his aura, as an overpowering ruler, was not to be underestimated.
It was the first time Gu Xijiu saw his true face, but he somehow reminded her of someone she had seen before. She paused to think and realized it was indeed him. She saw him from her dreams.