Die Without a Complete Body

Xiangyu was standing in front of everyone with an overpowering presence. The moment the golden light shone on his face, there was only one word that could use to describe him! And that word was handsome! 

Standing at six-foot-tall, in a fitted black vest that showed off the contours of his muscles, holding a black metal combat spear, Zhang Fei's Serpent Headed Spear, and Zhao Yun's Gentian Silver Spear. The light reflected from the spear and shone on him. An emperor-liked aura exuded right out from him!

However, the bottom half of his outfit did not match up. 

His pants were torn and his shoes were missing! He had flown over barefoot!

"How did he end up like that…" Jiang Ziya frowned and asked.

Murong Tian, still in a state of shock, said, "When I called him, he was 600 kilometers away completing a mission… It looked his shoes were worn out too…"

 "What?"

Qiao'er and Murong Xiaoyao looked concerned.