Inside the Star Disc, Tang Fei wore a black combat uniform, his bearing both heroic and suave, like a cold sword amidst breeze-swept bamboo.
Shen Xinglan, on the other hand, was clad in white, with a long sword at his waist, gentle as jade, graceful to the extreme.
As the old saying goes, to look fetching, dress in filial piety.
Shen Xinglan had taken the pure white to the extreme; even women of stunning beauty couldn't match him when they donned white.
Tang Fei looked at Shen Xinglan and felt that the more he saw him, the more annoying he became.
Only the top clans from above New Star could produce offspring as handsome and composed as him, back in the Old Land... they would have been devoured alive by those predator types and high-ranking members of the Flame Society.
Thinking this, Tang Fei couldn't help but feel a tightness in his rear.
