The night was as deep as water.
The man just appeared so abruptly.
He was like an exquisitely carved jade statue, with grayish-white hair falling to his waist. His eyes flickered with a deep blue light, standing by the water, ethereal and unreal.
"Ghost, a ghost!"
Those government officers were so scared that they lost their souls and fled in a tumble and roll, not looking back.
"Who, who are you? Why are you here?"
The girl stared at the man, her face a picture of captivation.
She felt her heart racing.
So handsome.
How could there be such a handsome man in the world?
His eyebrows, his demeanor, even a single strand of his hair was breathtakingly handsome.
The girl's face flushed red, intoxicated and transfixed, unwilling to take her eyes off him.
A bunch of ignorant things, how could he be a ghost.
The air of supremacy he exuded, how could it be ghostly, even if he were a ghost, he must be the Overlord among ghosts.
