Chapter 244 The Veil Unraveled

It was like a vast veil of clouds slowly parting, revealing a face that was, to most people, mysterious and unfamiliar. Everyone's gaze was involuntarily drawn toward him, including Abigail and Michael.

If there were truly gods in this world, perhaps they would look like him.

The man’s facial features were undeniably perfect, each sculpted as if by divine hands—a face blessed by the heavens. His jet-black hair cast lazy, pristine arcs in the sunlight, while his eyes, as deep and crystalline as a calm lake, exuded an unfathomable ink-like brilliance.

He had an elegantly straight nose and thin, indifferent lips. The man simply sat there, his eyes casually glossing over the crowd, his gaze imbued with an air of disinterest and sublime indifference.

Cold as snow, with a beautifully distinct expression, he seemed as if he should be admired from a distance and never profaned.