A simple leather skirt wrapped around his waist. Two sharp eyebrows struck out from his temple, his nose stood tall and straight, and his lips were angular and broad. From time to time, the corners of his mouth would form a faint, mocking smile. This handsome and attractive young man, Ji Hao, didn’t seem to take anything to heart.
Ji Hao looked like a pine which was firmly rooted in the rocks, no matter how fierce the wind and the rain were or how heavy the thunder and lightning roared, he seems would stay immovable and indestructible like a mountain.
A gigantic crow with a wingspan of more than thirty feet, was standing beside Ji Hao. His red pupils seemed faintly blazed. The crow turned his head and looked around every now and then.
“Mr. Crow, we’re just taking a stroll. Relax.” Ji Hao patted one of the his talons and said, “Later, we will get you a serpent to fill your stomach, then we will go to the Black Wind Valley. Let’s see if we can find some ‘Wind Dragon Plant’ for Abba.”
The crow cawed a few times then intimately rubbed Ji Hao’s head with its sharp beak.