121. Little Uncle, did you put too much sleeping drug in this?

The man in the red attire seemed to be aflame, carrying an unmatched, bewitching aura that no one could replicate...

His face was strikingly handsome, as if carved by a knife, and his eyes were like boundless starry skies, brilliant beyond compare. He was favored by the heavens, blessed with a dazzling, unparalleled beauty. His exquisite appearance seemed to have been meticulously painted by the greatest artist, breathtakingly captivating.

If the beauty of Xue Feng could be described as singularly graceful, bringing a spring breeze to everyone's heart,

Then the beauty of the man before them was so shocking that one could hardly look straight at him, as if they were too breathtaking. He was undoubtedly the utmost favorite of the heavens, endowed with perfect everything, leaving everyone in awe, a stunning, unmatched awe...