Yu Xuan groggily woke up from his bed, stretched like a lazy cat, and went through his usual morning routine before heading out to wander around the clan grounds.
As he passed by a few elders and disciples, he greeted them with a nod — and they greeted him back with warmth and respect.
Over the years, his reputation within the Yu Clan had grown significantly.
While Lingluo had once been infamous for her mischievous antics, upon her return, she had adopted the cool, aloof air of a reclusive genius. It left quite the impression.
But Yu Xuan… Yu Xuan was a different kind of storm.
Whenever people saw him, they were momentarily entranced.
Some even compared him to a perfect fusion of his father and mother's best features — elegant like Huan Lianhua, with the regal air of Yu Changming.
Handsome.
Unfortunately, some considered him more than that.
So when he walked past female disciples, they blushed, regardless of age.
