Silence.
At this moment, a deathly silence fell over the hotel entrance. Every single person was staring at Chen Yang, just watching quietly.
However, in the dim light, with the river wind blowing through his long hair, only one side of his face was visible. His features were difficult to discern.
Yet, everyone could clearly feel the aura of this man—someone who cherished his words like gold and was as aloof as the wind. He carried himself with an extraordinary, imposing grace.
"This guy is so cool, truly fascinating."
"Mature and composed. His every move is full of concentrated energy. I really want to know who he is."
After a brief silence, a buzz of conversation started, spreading slowly through the crowd on the river breeze. Capable people, after all, always attracted attention so easily.
