Gu Shiyi focused on the bridegroom, who was dressed in a black robe, embroidered with a wolf head howling skywards in red silk. He had a tall and straight figure, with a red sash tied around his slender waist, broad shoulders, and a fine appearance of strength; as for his face...
Tsk tsk! Not my type at all!
I always thought that a man should be burly with muscles, with facial features sharp as if chiseled out of stone, a skin tone bronzed by the sun, and oozing with overpowering male hormones—the kind that knocks you over, that's what a real man is!
But this Tianyu Wolf King had fair skin, not a very muscular build, but of course, he was handsome, extremely so, not losing out to that eight-tailed Green Hill Fox Spirit in the slightest, especially his eyes, how should I describe them?
They just emit that aura of looking down upon the world, with a cold arrogance, giving off a vibe like "You're all trivial beings, unworthy of sharing the same hall with me!"
