The Competitors, Part III

Everyone froze the moment those words were spoken. There was nothing overtly powerful about them, but the speaker’s voice had a strangely soothing quality that caused everyone to settle down. Wu Jian turned to eye the man who had spoken.

It was difficult to tell if this person was a man or a woman, such was their beauty. They had long, silky hair that scintillated as it swished behind them. A pair of bangs framed a feminine face. Their ice blue eyes were shaped like almonds and were complimented by a small nose and full lips. Wu Jian thought they might be wearing makeup too. The voice that had come from his mouth was definitely that of a man’s, but the figure standing before him looked almost all woman.

“Hey, hey. Who is that?”

“You don’t know? Have you been living under a rock? That’s Da Feiyu. He’s the son of Da Haoran.”

“That name does ring a bell… wait. You mean to tell me that’s a man?! Quit pulling my leg!”

“Were that I was. Da Feiyu is indeed a man.”