Chapter 56: Listening to Music at the Brothel

The man wore a dark blue long robe, with the faint, coppery scent of blood still clinging to him. His expression was cold and resolute, his brows sharp and his eyes bright.

A long scar ran down the left side of his forehead. His bloodshot eyes still carried a killing intent that had yet to dissipate.

He looked about the same age as Li Guanqi, but his hands told a different story - rough with calluses, crisscrossed with old scars. Sensing Li Guanqi's gaze, the young man turned slightly.