Yi Xiuran

With raised eyebrows, she looked slightly sideways. The man was resting with one hand under his head and the other on his side, one leg straight and the other slightly bent, his eyes half squinting in a relaxed and comfortable pose.

The man had outstanding facial features. Below his pair of sword-like eyebrows, his eyes were half squinting, so she could not make out his expressions. However, the high nose bridge, the thin lips, and the chiselled outline of his face combined to form an outstandingly handsome face that exuded both masculine and resolute air.

The strangest was that his body also gave off an ambiguous temperament that was both good and evil that made her sense an unfathomable familiarity. But, she was very sure that she had never met this person.

"What are you staring at me for?"