The bald man, who was the Obligator of the Great Yan Empire, had his tattooed eyes widen in shock and fear. Something inside him stirred as his primal fear came to surface, filling his heart with nothing but dread.
He didn't know who the young woman was but those eyes...those emerald green eyes. He would never forget them, even in his death. He had seen them only once in his entire life, the moment he had became an Obligator and was granted audience with the Emperor himself, along with his fellow colleagues who had also became an Obligator.
At that time, he had chanced upon those emerald green eyes that were filled with joy, cheerfulness, mischief and anything he could name of. They were something he felt he would drown and lose himself of he looked at them for long.
That was the fateful and best day of his life because he had met with the Imperial Family of Great Yan Empire. The strongest people were before him.