Inside a temple on a green mountain, a young man gazed at the Buddha statue in front of him, with an expression lacking reverence and instead showing a subtle disfavor.
The young man was dressed in white ancient attire, with long hair tied back, resembling a scholar from antiquity. However, he emitted not the literary aura of a scholar but the martial aura akin to a general.
He had sharply defined features, incredibly handsome, with fair skin like white jade, leaving an unforgettable impression with just his appearance.
If he walked down the street, it would surely cause many fangirls to scream; indeed, he was excessively handsome.
Unfortunately, his eyes were too indifferent, as if everything in the world was merely scenery to him, unworthy of his attachment.
He was in the temple only with a playful attitude, as if he were a god descending from the heavens, looking upon everything with detachment.
