The man took a cold breath.
In the moment their eyes met, he finally saw Han Lei's face clearly.
The fairy in front of him was about twenty-one or twenty-two years old, with curved apricot eyes beneath willow-like eyebrows, cherry lips full, skin as white as snow, and black hair draping her shoulders.
Her delicate and lively appearance was like a pink peach blossom just budding in the spring, truly like a fairy fallen to the mortal world, instantly stirring his heartstrings.
Han Lei was also vigilantly staring at the man.
He had a tall figure, casually draped in an indigo robe revealing a large portion of his chest and a shallow scar, with messy, wet black hair hanging at the back.
His posture was upright, evidently practiced in martial arts.
Han Lei, a modern woman, was used to seeing people wearing spaghetti strap dresses or swimwear at the beach, revealing arms and legs, unlike the conservative people of ancient times.
