At this moment, the figure in the moon-white long gown at the top of the steps let out a hearty laugh.
Then, Xia Ruofei saw him stand up from his seat, walk down the steps one by one, and arrive in front of Xia Ruofei and Chen Xuan with an intrigued expression. Xia Ruofei realized that, at some unknown point, he could already see Chen Nanfeng's face clearly.
Chen Nanfeng was exceptionally handsome, his long gown giving him an elegant and graceful air. He had pitch-black hair, an unwrinkled face, and vibrant skin with excellent luster and elasticity that made him look no older than thirty or forty.
If he hadn't been informed beforehand, Xia Ruofei would never have believed this was Chen Xuan's father. Furthermore, it was said that Chen Nanfeng had his son at an old age, and his true age was already two or three hundred years old. Chen Xuan shared many similarities with his father around the eyes and brows. Standing together, they looked like brothers.
