Ah Jiu's hostility was evident, and Madam Wang, being sensitive, noticed the murderous intent shooting from the man beside that little b*tch. No, it was killing intent.
She looked up, and the man also looked over, his eyes slightly narrowed, his hands behind his back. Although he did nothing, Madam Wang's legs went weak, and she almost fell to the ground.
Who is he?
The man's appearance was handsome, adorned in a purple robe embroidered with auspicious clouds, his waist wrapped in a Jade Belt, hanging with Mutton Fat White Jade, and a head crowned with a Purple Jade Crown inlaid with Bright Pearl. His presence was imposing, exuding an air of untouchable nobility.
Who is this person?
Like Madam Wang, Old Madam Wu and Wu Lihong were also filled with questions. They were all keen observers, yet that man stood beside Wufu with an aura of nobility and elegance, commanding respect and averting their gaze.
