At this time, I saw a pale boy came in, with a small red mark on his forehead, suggesting that he was a firebender. The phoenix eye is silent, revealing the unique arrogance of the rich and young. Silver hair falls down to the shoulders like a waterfall, just like a monk Buddha. The pale eyes on the handsome face condensed into a ball and stared at the front, else, and a pair of knife-shaped eyebrows showed his heroic spirit. White deer boots and a red robe inlaid with rubies and sapphires show his nobility and vulgarity. No, no, those flashy jewels will make him feel ashamed. What is "majestic" and "symmetry"? Those words are nothing compared with him. The vicissitudes of life and age on his face seem to be extremely inconsistent with his actual age.