Usually, fancy moves and fierceness wouldn't come together. However, Xie Jingxing was different. He was handsome to begin with. When he lay on the horse with his spear in front of him, he was like a valiant god of war. The iron-blooded temperament that he had gained on the battlefield made people unable to take their eyes off him. He was like a beautiful wolf, noble and fierce.
His purple clothes were like flowing clouds and lightning, and the horse under him was galloping. The audience seemed to be excited by the sound of the hooves. He had a strange aura that could make people awe-struck.
Xie Changchao and Xie Changwu followed the purple-clothed youth closely. They separated, wanting to surround Xie Jingxing from both sides and attack.
Everyone present exclaimed, and Fu Xiuyi commented, "The future for that young guy from the Xie family will be bright."