"Cough, cough, cough."
Not far from the battlefield.
Mu Shunying sat beside a stone, the demonic qi seeping through the cloak's barrier, its decaying and destructive scent making his spirit drowsy. Yet, the recent scene was unforgettable in his mind.
"..."
He sat there, head lowered, suddenly recalling his past for some reason.
When did he start pursuing the dream of beauty?
The moment his talent first awakened?
No...
It was actually much earlier.
Forty years ago, when he was young, he first learned about the so-called "idol."
When he first saw the magnificent scene on stage and understood the concept of "beauty," that seemed to become his lifelong dream.
At sixteen, he awakened his talent and decided to pursue the path of beauty, signing with a performance company, practically mortgaging himself in the process, overcoming many hardships to finally obtain a substandard grade Face Stabilizing Pill.
