"Are you sure you want to do this?" "Even if his body is in a deep sleep, his soul can still hear you," Lei Qie said faintly.
The official's face instantly turned pale. He was so frightened that he almost fell to the ground.
In the end, Metheus 'body was sent into an ice coffin. The process of sending him into the ice coffin made a bunch of women cry out in surprise because Lei Qie had personally carried him all the way into the ice coffin.
When the silver-haired priest lay in the translucent ice coffin, even though they knew it was fake, everyone present, be it men or women, was still stunned. They only felt that the scene in front of them was dreamy, beautiful, and incomparably holy.
Lei Qie stood beside the ice coffin. He bent down and looked at the silver-haired priest in the coffin. He said in a low voice," I won. You are right. I will become the king of this country. I will become a legend."
