The air pressure inside the secret chamber plummeted abruptly, and a suffocating wave of oppression slowly rolled in. At that moment, Rong Qi's expression grew as dark as ink.
Bai Xiyue felt a chill run down her spine and instinctively rubbed her arms, which were covered in goosebumps. For some reason, she had a lingering, inexplicable feeling that someone was about to meet their end. She simply could not understand why the Crown Prince of Western Zhou was suddenly so furious, especially since both she and Lin Feng had done nothing at all.
"Song... Yunqing?"
Chapter 17