He wore a dark brown, wind-proof robe. Returning in the dead of night, his shoulders were still dusted with a bit of fallen snow. The man's boots made a crisp sound as they struck the icy ground.
Yu Zhizhi looked over. The man's pallid face had a sickly cast to it. His dark lashes were lowered, hiding the light in his eyes. The brown windbreaker billowed in the wind, and a stray lock of hair fluttered by his cheek, lending a touch of wild beauty to his disheveled appearance.
He gazed toward the petite figure standing in the depths of the long hall. The moment he lifted his eyes, Yu Zhizhi recognized him—
The Lord of Paradise!
Yu Zhizhi's heart leaped into her throat. Her breath caught. She had thought it was Lou, not expecting the body to be currently under the Spider's control.
Cang Lan's golden-brown eyes were as cold as millennial ice. The disguise of "Vic" fell away, revealing the Paradise Leader of the Moon Rising Empire.
A long, golden sword materialized behind Cang Lan.
