That was a tall, handsome young man wearing a feather crown and magnificent robes.
His eyebrows and eyes were warm and vibrant, with a faint smile at the corners of his lips.
The demeanor of an upright gentleman washed over the air.
Jiang Fan also looked over, and at just a single glance, a sense of nobility surged in his heart.
The other party neither wore any flamboyant accessories nor any symbols of identity.
Yet, the feeling he gave off was as magnificent as the lofty heavens.
Indescribably noble.
This jade hairpin was a token left for Linglong by Xia Chaoge's father.
The person inside the jade hairpin should undoubtedly be her father.
No wonder a peerless figure like Linglong could fall so deeply for him.