C95 Young Marquis

The First Young Master of the imperial city, the most talented person in the past thousand years.

Xiao Lang obviously did not hide his name at the moment. It was instead like a small knife, bare-chested as it sweated profusely while cultivating in the Cyan Robe Pavilion.

His hair was casually tied up with a ribbon. One of his trousers was rolled up and scars were crisscrossing his body