As they spoke, a man walked out of the fog.
He wore high-toothed clogs and a small cap, dressed in moon-white robes with wide sleeves drifting elegantly. Though the alley was dim, his clogs rang out crisply, and every glance shone with brilliance. Even knowing full well that he was a Monster rather than a man, anyone who saw him was still unconsciously seized by his bearing, left staring blankly in a daze.
Xie Hongdao had to exhaust all his strength just to turn around.
As he looked at the person emerging from the fog, shock and terror surged up within him like a tide, utterly impossible to suppress.
This was fear that seemed to rise from instinct itself!
And as someone who had followed him for years, Xie Hongdao recognized at a glance that Xie Zhenqing was now displaying every edge of his brilliance!
Back when he had still been the heir apparent, this man had seemed somewhat frail yet graceful and refined, making people feel as though bathed in spring breeze.
But now that Xie Zhenqing had completely shed the identity of heir apparent and cast aside all disguise, even without looking closely into his eyes, one would be bewitched by their uttermost depths.
His seemingly gentle features did no more than slightly lessen the unease those eyes inspired. Yet as someone familiar with Xie Zhenqing and aware of all his secrets, Xie Hongdao could not be deceived by that gentle facade. Thus, that mild, smiling face inspired even greater terror!
"They say that after three days apart, one should look upon another with new eyes. I had thought it empty words. Yet seeing you today, I know it was no lie. The ancients truly did not deceive me."
"In but a few days, you have made me