Chapter 142: Thirty Second Level - God Of Swords, Ehili (2)
Taesan looked at the ghost, now possessing a physical body.
His hair was platinum blonde, straight without a hint of curl, swaying smoothly with every movement.
His appearance was that of a standard handsome man, with features neither too sharp nor too blunt.
His clothing was of very high quality, befitting his self-proclaimed status as a prince but practical enough for movement.
“This is...”
Bradley, still in shock, continued to groan. Panic was evident in his golden eyes.
“Hey, a mirror. Show me a mirror.”
“You know I don’t carry something like that.”
But Taesan had something similar. He activated an ice arrow. Seeing his reflection in the ice, Bradley stroked his cheek.
“Ha.”
Laughter escaped Bradley. A mix of emotions - resignation, joy - flickered in his eyes.
“This is something.”