Gems piled like jade, pines lined like emerald. Young man unmatched in radiance, in this world there is no second.
Ran Yan didn't know where she had read this phrase, but at the moment when she glanced at him, it surged from the depths of her memory.
Dressed in a dark purple silk robe with broad sleeves, his chest and neckline adorned with light-colored floral patterns, both arms and the tips of his sleeves embroidered with colorful floral designs, he wore a white jade belt. This lavish attire fitted him perfectly, accentuating his broad shoulders and narrow waist.
Under the flickering and soft light, his face appeared exceptionally three-dimensional, his eyebrows slightly raised, his deep eyes, like the night, seemed to sparkle with bright cold stars, his fine nose above lips that were slightly moist and curved upwards in a polite nod to Ran Yan.
The word "radiant" may not quite suit him, it is only the phrase "unparalleled" that he truly lives up to.