He remembered the scene when he saw Li Jianyi for the first time. At that time, he was still an unknown nominal disciple. Li Jianyi was dressed in cyan. Looking from the back, he seemed untainted by the mundane world. He wasn't domineering, nor was he arrogant. Instead, he always had a smile on his face, as if he were an old friend. This great man on the list of Martial Arts Masters in the Snow Province was gentle and elegant. He was as modest as jade and was deeply admired.
Later on, on the road to his rise, this peaceful sect head fully supported him.
It was he who overrode all objections and placed himself before the bloodline disciples as the number one key candidate to be trained.
Li Jianyi, who controlled one of the most powerful sects in the Snow Province, seemed to have never co
