Zhao Xuan's expression turned somewhat strange. Then he turned to look in a certain direction and said with a teasing smile.
"Tut, tut, tut. Looks like you really were forgotten."
"Don't put it like that."
The newcomer shook his head somewhat helplessly, then turned his gaze toward the gathered Shrek group, unable to hide his excitement.
His gaze swept over every face before finally settling among the girls—more precisely, on one particular girl. At that moment, his eyes became extraordinarily fervent, burning with deep affection.
Xiao Wu's body stiffened in that instant. It felt as though even her heartbeat had frozen. This seemingly unfamiliar young man gave her an intensely intimate and familiar feeling.
The young man was tall, broad-shouldered, and broad-backed, with an exceptionally well-proportioned build.
His expression was gentle, his eyes shone like bright stars, and he wore moon-white robes. His sleeves fluttered like those of an exiled immortal, elegant and noble.
His eyes were sapphire blue, like the boundless sea, while his hair was dark blue, like endless waves. Standing there, he was like an infinite forest that embraced all rivers, exuding an immense yet unfathomable aura.
Seeing the young man looking toward the girls, Dai Mubai and the others instinctively frowned. Yet their brows also held bewilderment; this young man gave them an oddly familiar feeling.
"Boss Dai, look!"
Ma Hongjun suddenly cried out and pointed at the belt around the young man's waist.
"Twenty-Four Moonlit Bridges Night. Isn't that Xiao San's?"
Everyone froze. Then, recalling Zhao Xuan's earlier words, their eyes widened as an unbelievable answer surfaced in their hearts.
"He is?!"
"Xiao San!"
Xiao Wu gave the answer. At some point, her eyes had already become misty, veiled in a thin layer of tears, while two crystalline tear tracks slid down her delicate face.