Even though Rong Li did not show anything, veins were popping out from his hands as he gripped his reins.
Ever since this fourth brother of his had returned, he felt that his status in his imperial father's eyes was plunging rapidly.
It felt like everything his imperial father said revolved around this fourth brother. Look at how people were mocking him, the crown prince?
It truly was abominable!
He really wanted to personally destroy that arrogant young man's handsome face.
The caravan moved toward the ferry crossing.
Once they arrived, they would switch to proceeding to the artic, the icebound snow territory, by ferry.
This journey would take from 10 to 15 days.
The crown prince, Rong Li, gripped his reins tightly to suppress his foul mood.
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The Nether Province's Great Harmony City, the imperial palace.
"Ahahahahaha!"
