He was of a sturdy build with thick eyebrows and large eyes. His youthful face, which still held a hint of immaturity, seemed to be no more than fifteen or sixteen years old. He wore a thin robe, his figure was not particularly imposing, but solid and broad-shouldered.,In each of the four corners of the grand hall were several braziers, their fires burning brightly, warming the room like spring.,He felt a wave of dizziness wash over him, his vision blurring. His heart screamed silently: God, can I die again。