C84 Nie Xiaoqian

When Zhou Yan caught the attention of those around him, their curiosity was piqued. His attire was strikingly different from everyone else's.

His short hair only accentuated his distinctive appearance. Yet the locals were indifferent, offering him nothing more than a fleeting glance.

As Zhou Yan surveyed the crowd, a scholar with a basket on his back appeared before him. It was Ning Caichen