The boy remained still, but leaned down to look over.,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.,It's all dad's fault, if he had named me Fang Shiling it would have been much better...。