Chapter 1122 Wow, This Staring Competition Gets So Intense

The man looked about seventeen or eighteen. With an oddly youthful appearance like his, one would likely think that he was just a high schooler. The contrast could be grasped in his deep, piercing eyes. Sagacity—the type typically accumulated over one’s lifetime—seemed to undergird them, which clashed with the overall youthfulness his physical appearance seemed to portray. His long mane rested on his simple clothing, making him look like a man displaced by time. Standing on the pinnacle of the snow-capped mountain, however, made him look ethereal and almost fantasy-like. Standing right beside him was a figure in scarlet—Lysithea was still as ravishing as ever, carrying herself with poise and beauty that was capable of sending countries to war. Strangely, despite her arresting exterior, the young man still managed to attract more eyes than her. His remark caused Lysithea to raise a slight brow. “Correct. His name is Zayn Larson.” “Zayn Larson? Nice name,” the young man replied with