As Zhang Niu's voice just fell, an astonishing sound of gasps erupted from the group of girls ahead.
In tandem with this commotion, two handsome men and a charismatic woman walked over one after the other.
Leading the way, he drew envious and mesmerized gazes from all the women present.
He possessed an exquisite and stern face, as if it were an immortal visage meticulously carved by God!
His deep, dark brows and eyes, like ink brushed over, shone coldly with an air of aloofness.
Beneath his high and straight nose were lips like rose petals, slightly pursed to form a sensual curve.
Incredibly, his skin, even for a man, was fair, completely distinct from the bronze skin of the man behind him, yet his masculinity was not diminished in the least, giving off an indescribable allure instead.
Standing nearly 1.9 meters tall, his long legs were strikingly captivating, and his gait was measured and dignified, exuding a repressive and domineering sense of restraint.
Howl!
