Chapter 1665: The Body of Blessed Fortune

Right after that, a young man strode in from outside the hall. His long hair fell to his waist. His brows and eyes looked like they'd been painted into an ancient scroll, and a robe threaded with golden patterns draped over his frame. He didn't release the slightest aura, yet for reasons no one could name, his arrival made the entire hall seem three shades brighter, warmed by an inexplicable gentleness. There was also something intangible about him that tugged at people's instincts, urging them...