"You must give me an explanation."
An elderly man with half his hair already gray sat quietly in a bamboo chair. Before him was a pond, while behind him, a young-faced man in a purple robe questioned him with barely restrained anger.
The young man in purple looked no more than twenty-odd. His hair was tied behind his head with a purple band, and his tall, slender frame stood straight and proud. His features were exceedingly handsome, especially his nose, which was more sharply sculpted than most. Yet his complexion was far too pale, utterly bloodless, like white jade, gleaming with a faint chill even beneath the sun. Together with the two large white hoop earrings hanging from his ears, it gave him an added air of eerie seduction.
Tadpole-like runes flowed across his purple robe, radiating wave after wave of powerful magical fluctuations. Yet if one saw him for the first time, the first thing to seize one's gaze would surely be beneath his feet.
Within a radius of roughly ten feet around his feet, dim blue radiance flashed in waves. Beneath him, it resembled a hexagonal jade disc of deep blue, rippling with strange patterns. Yet this radiance, like a deep-blue jade disc, was merely a manifestation naturally formed by the magical fluctuations emanating from his body.
This grave and imposing spectacle made it seem as though he was not walking when he moved, but drifting along atop a deep-blue jade disc.
As he questioned the gray-haired elder before him with suppressed fury, the two large white earrings at his ears swayed faintly. Even the whole world behind him seemed to tremble slightly.
It was as though heaven and earth themselves shuddered because of his anger.
Such an unconcealed aura could only possibly appear on experts like Kuang