Under the broad-brimmed hat, the man's face was tensed and cold. Because his back was to the sun, Nan Zhi could not see his face and expression, even so, he was still perfect and moving.
He stood at the cabin door, receiving the cheers of the people. As he stood there, he exuded an aura like he was presiding over people, making people could not help but bow their heads in praise.
Nan Zhi looked at him from afar, feeling strange and distant. It was not only distance but status as well.
After the war, he seemed to have changed a lot. His aura was more cold and dignified and he was definitely high up in the air.
There were several young girls standing beside Nan Zhi and the moment Mu Sihan came out of the helicopter, they could not help screaming and shouting.
"The Fourth Prince is too handsome and cool!"
"He's like a male lead in an idol drama!"
"Oh my God, the key is his aura, which can really awe the crowd!"