The lightning-crackled talisman, along with the steadily rising and oppressive might of wind and lightning, served as a constant reminder that all of this was real, not some hallucination brought on by one too many drinks.
Yang Bing'en’s mouth moved as if he wanted to argue or make some excuse, but then he slumped back, suddenly drained of all strength.
Crown Prince Ji Boying’s gaze froze the moment he saw his fourth younger brother casually summon an arc of lightning with a mere flick of his finger.
Chapter 270