An autumn breeze swept through, and the expression on Emperor Chen’s face turned as cold as frost. He did not even spare Wei Zongan a glance; the bulging veins on his face silently expressed his fury.
"Third Prince, is what Minister Su says true?"
The Third Prince of the Canglang State lifted his head. Although his hands and feet were bound by soldiers, he showed not the slightest hint of panic.
Chapter 93