The carriage quickly disappeared at the end of the long Street. A man wearing a bamboo hat crossed his arms and looked at the end of the long Street.
His body suddenly leaped into the air, and when the wind rose, he raised his head slightly. Under the bamboo hat was a terrifying cold light, making it almost impossible for people to hide.
A strong wind whistled past him. He flew until he could overlook the entire continent Center Citadel before he slowly stopped. He swept his eyes over a few places, and there seemed to be a few lines connected in his eyes. His last glance seemed to have sensed something as he looked in a certain direction. It was Zhai Xing Lou.
"You're saying that the second brother's charity work these few days was all premeditated?" The Crown Prince had a piece of clothing draped over his body. He raised his head to look at the people on the roof.
