The sun was rising in the distance, its light still faint, casting a pale golden glow upon him.
The wind lifted the hem of his clothes and strands of hair, making the golden light on them seem to flow.
Today, Ji Mofan wore a long robe in the same shade of cloud-blue as the Yun Cang Sword Sect disciples' uniforms, but unlike the arrow-sleeved sleeves of the disciples' uniforms, he preferred a wide-sleeved design. A gust of wind made him seem almost ethereal and transparent.
Ning Weisheng was stunned and stood there for a moment.
His gaze was undisguised, and although it was unusual that it didn't seem malicious, Ji Mofan still felt uncomfortable.
He frowned and looked back. "Junior Brother Ning, is there anything else?"
Ning Weisheng then came to his senses and felt a little embarrassed and annoyed.
He hastily said "It's nothing," then pushed open the door and went into the room, slamming the door shut behind him.
A question mark slowly appeared above Ji Mofan's head.
He didn't do anything this time, did he?
Why is this person getting angry with themselves?
Ning Weisheng leaned against the door behind him and couldn't help but slap himself.
How could he possibly think that bastard Ji Mofan is good-looking!
She should be jealous of him!
Despite being an orphan, he was able to easily surpass them all with his talent!
In terms of hard work, Ning Weisheng is no less than anyone else!
However, if Ji Mofan hadn't been tied up with sect affairs, his cultivation level might still be far behind his opponent's!
but......
His mind was briefly flashed back to Ji Mofan's profile as he basked in the sunlight.
Are you crazy?! That person just gave me a dirty look!
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