C290 Encountering an Opponent

Zuo Zheng strolled down the street with an unhurried gait, the lively hustle and bustle on either side serving as a symphony to brighten his spirits. Adorned in a pristine, understated brocade robe, he carried a fan crafted from the bones of a Strange Beast and a pendant of warm jade that gently swayed with each step.

The pampered scions of great families were nothing more than this. His face