On the main road outside Changshan City.
The dust kicked up by two fine horses slowly settled.
On horseback were a young man and woman dressed in brocade robes, both seated on magnificent, superior steeds.
The woman had a perfectly oval face and long, slender, willow-like eyebrows. Her features should have been bright and captivating, but an unyielding coldness in her expression suppressed their charm, making her seem distant and unapproachable.
The man wore an embroidered long robe, his long hair neatly bound in a jade coronet. He had an extraordinary air about him, the very model of a scion from a Noble Family.
Unfortunately, his looks were rather ordinary. Riding beside the cold, beautiful woman, they seemed a rather mismatched pair. And this plain-looking young master spoke to the aloof woman with a very obvious, fawning tone:
