C328 My Name Is Chang Feng

A middle-aged man in a green robe stood before her, exuding an air of scholarly elegance. His striking features were softened by a perpetual smile that seemed to be touched by the warmth of spring, and the slight upturn of his lips hinted at an indescribable maturity.

Upon noticing Meng, a flicker of surprise danced through his clear eyes. In a voice tinged with depth, he inquired