"Let him in," said Yang Jianye.
Upon hearing this, Fang Lin down below showed a hint of surprise and curiosity on his face. The Eldest Imperial Son? Wasn't that Yang Xuanfeng?
Yang Pojun had mentioned that Yang Xuanfeng was in isolation. Why did he show up at this time?
However, Fang Lin also wanted to get a glimpse of the young man hailed as the top young talent of the Daqian Kingdom and how extraordinary he really was.
Soon, a man with a confident stride walked in.
Yang Xuanfeng appeared to be about twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old. His appearance was nothing outstanding, yet he exuded an aura of maturity and slight weariness was visible between his brows.
Compared to the other princes, Yang Xuanfeng seemed to have no striking features. At first glance, he would give an impression of being quite ordinary.
But Fang Lin felt quite differently. Yang Xuanfeng was extraordinary, emitting an aura of unfathomable depth.
