8.5 The Perfect Protagonist

Before Lu Yizhou could ascertain whether that was really a human or just mere reflection of the light, a commotion nearby pulled his attention away. 

The second carriage glided in through the gate and stopped a few distance away from the one he rode in. The first woman stepped out with a scowl, huffing and puffing. She had smooth jet black hair that fell over her shoulders. If not for the twisted look on her face, she would have been a delicate beauty. Alas, all impressions of a refined and graceful lady instantly shattered as soon as she opened her mouth.