It was at this moment.
Duke Zhen Guo, Cheng Shiyuan, approached with slow steps, a formless force beneath his feet, lifting his body and hoisting it into mid-air.
With each step he took, he descended from the sky and came to stand beside Cheng Guang.
Qin Beifeng and Li Baxun, who were nearby, felt a stir of panic in the presence of the expressionless Duke.
The Princely Heir had now become like this.
They could already imagine just how furious Duke Zhen Guo, Cheng Shiyuan, would be.
As Duke Zhen Guo, Cheng Shiyuan, came to Cheng Guang's side, Qin Beifeng and Li Baxun respectfully lowered their heads.
The surrounding soldiers too halted their words, silently watching the scene unfold.
The very air around seemed to freeze solid in this moment.
Even the falling snowflakes trembled subtly, cautiously.
Li Dabai, on the other hand, seemed to be holding up better.
