The word single tattooed on his forehead
In a large hall with a ginormous table that spun across the room and could fit thirty people were three weirdly dressed men sitting opposite Huishe Nan. They wore high-quality robes that clearly demonstrated the status of their clan but what made it weird were the fluffy feathers on the shoulders and fish scale pattern embroidered on their brocade robes.
If one was playing picture charades they would be able to easily identify the clan they belonged to at a glance. Also, the smell of fresh seafood in the hall sold them out with one whiff.
The moment Rui Fei entered the hall the boisterous discussion came to a halt. The numerous pair of eyes stared at him with one of the men exclaiming, "It's really so similar."
At that time he was referring to the fact that Rui Fei looked ninety-nine per cent similar to Huishe Xieyue except for the eyes. Who in Niuq didn't know the legend of the beautiful deity overprotected by the Huishe clan.