It was an enchanting man who sat beside the window on the third floor of the Hongchen Pavilion.
He looked out of the window, whose eyes moved like a flow of water. His cheeks were flushed. He looked like a shy young lady who was waiting for her husband to return.
However, when he raised the liquor cup with a hand, it was noticeable that his hand was never slim and tender. Instead, the hand belonged to a man, although the fingers were long, white, and had distinct joints.
Through scrutinization, it was apparent that the palm of that hand was relatively thick. Besides, there was a layer of slight callus between the thumb and the index finger. It appeared that the man could tightly hold the handle of a sword anytime. He was a person who often used the sword.
He looked relaxed, sat natural
