A gust of icy, fishy wind blew past, and the Sixth Prince jerked suddenly, his thoughts seemingly ebbing back to him in waves. He breathed heavily, like a person who had just been rescued from drowning, desperate for breath, shivering from the cold, so cold that he wanted to inhale all the surrounding air in one gulp.
"Sixth Prince..." Shang Ke carefully supported the Sixth Prince; otherwise, the prince might have even fallen to the ground. Although Su Chen's gaze was quiet and his expression indifferent, at that moment, the Sixth Prince felt that Su Chen was like a ferocious giant beast capable of devouring a person.
