He was always wearing a smile.
A smile that made people uncomfortable.
On that face, there were a pair of curved eyes, like two crescents.
Below those crescents were two "couching silkworms."
Looking further down, there was a tall nose bridge with striking nasolabial folds on both sides, deep like two valleys.
Surrounded by those valleys was a mouth that was perennially grinned, revealing yellow teeth.
He greeted everyone with that smile.
Although his squinted eyes made it hard to tell if there was genuine amusement in them, just the mask-like rigidity of his smile was enough to feel insincere and even spine-chilling...
"Long time no see," Wenyu said, sipping tea and greeting the smiling man, "How have you been?"
The smiling man slowly entered the room, first silently surveying the surroundings before sitting down opposite Wenyu and placing the sword he carried beside him on the table.
"Do you need something from me?" the smiling man replied.
