Turning around, Mo Yunye immediately saw Rong Zhan's carriage parked steadily across the street.
Rong Zhan casually lifted the curtains and looked calmly at the house that was still on fire.
The moment Mo Yunye saw Rong Zhan, he also clearly realized the cause of this fire.
Mo Yunye was so angry that he laughed. He left the others and strode toward Rong Zhan.
Rong Zhan's expression was indifferent as he looked coldly at Mo Yunye, who was approaching step by step.
Finally, Mo Yunye stopped just a hair's breadth away from Rong Zhan. "I've always heard that Your Royal Highness has good methods. Today, I've finally experienced it."
"The ninth prince is still calm in the face of such a major event. It's clear that you've been unlucky in the past." Rong Zhan leaned against the soft cushion behind him and glanced at Mo Yunye out of the corner of his eye.
