The Ultramarine Province Emperor Rong Yuan alighted from his carriage and immediately identified his troublemaking fourth son.
This child was wearing a pure-white cape. Even though he had handsome peach blossom eyes, his tall and straight back was akin to bamboo erected on a chilly and steep cliff. He was looking at them icily.
He was currently leaning against a huge swallowing wolf. His slender fingers ruffled the long fur on the swallowing wolf's head. His amorous peach-blossom eyes were now filled with callousness as he looked at them, devoid of warmth.
It was as if all this commotion had no bearing on him. The people standing here were not his brothers and relatives but fake people with false pretenses.
"Ah, ha. Haha!" Awkward laughter came from behind Rong Yuan. A skinny middle-aged man commented with a smile, "The fourth prince must be annoyed by the wait. Your Majesty, everybody is basically here already. Please give the order to set out."
