'Having not seen him for ten months, he has become even more handsome and upright. He seems no longer the flamboyant youth in dazzling attire and steed, but has transformed into a young general capable of galloping across the battlefield, strategizing and directing from the tent. That suit of armor accentuates his impressive presence, leaving people in awe. In front of him, I feel like a pearl covered in dust, losing its luster…' Qin Yiyao gazed longingly, her eyes gradually darkening.
"Eh? That looks like the little lord of the Mu Mansion!"
"It really is the little lord!"
"Little lord, mighty! Little lord, mighty!"
Among the crowd, someone recognized Mu Qingge, and the previous fear turned into uniform cheering and shouting.
Ten months ago, Mu Qingge's open street slaying of Han Sheng had already spread among the people, completely overturning her image of a playboy and instantly making her a hero in the hearts of the people.
