Right after the condescending voice rang out, Ye Feng turned and spotted a youth in purple robes glaring at him with open disgust. He was far from attractive, his face etched with a sly, calculating air that suggested constant scheming.
His drooping eyes and flat nose did nothing to help his appearance.
His luxurious robes and the paper fan in his hand couldn't disguise his ugliness.
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