The outskirts of the city, deep within the Long Yan Mountain.
There are no residents here; it is the former ecological plantation area of the Long Yan Sword Sect.
When Shen Qiang arrived here with the Beautiful Demon Fox Chu Qing, Ji Wei, and Sleeping Fire Lotus Demon Ke Bizhu, the valley's desolate riverbank covered shallowly with snow had already gathered many practitioners.
With just one glance, Shen Qiang spotted the young man standing proudly atop a large poplar tree that had shed its leaves.
He looked to be in his early twenties.
With sharp eyebrows, bright eyes, a prominent nose, and a small mouth, he appeared very attractive, handsome, with the vibe of a young idol from an entertainment circle. If he were to cross-dress, he'd certainly be an eye-catching beauty.
Big eyes, double eyelids.
A tall figure, dressed in a black Chinese stand collar over a white shirt.
Giving his initially somewhat effeminate good looks an inexplicable touch of heroism.
