177 Coercion, Got the Dagger [1 Update]

The man with silver-white hair appeared at this moment, like a cool breeze suddenly sweeping through the scorching summer or the bright moon breaking through dark clouds in the dead of night.

He was dressed in a plain white, modernized suit with traditional Chinese elements, standing quietly by the doorpost.

The light fell upon his brows and eyes as if casting a layer of cool frost.

Those who saw his face could not deny his beauty.

However, there was an extremely special aura about this man, like white mandrake flowers blooming along the banks of a black river, with "death" etched into the depths of perfect beauty.

Steward Xiang was startled and blurted out, "Young Master Yan?"

He remembered Yan Tingfeng as someone very close to Xiang Shaoyu, and he had good relations with several other members of the Xiang Family as well.

But Yan Tingfeng was always elusive, hard to meet unless one was close to him.