I quietly left the banquet hall. It was pitch black outside. Occasionally, a guard patrolled by with a spear in hand.
The singing and the heating were isolated in the hall. The cold wind blew in and penetrated into Aiden Feng's neck. He couldn't help but shrink his head.
It was terrible. Prince Rong's suspicion was true. Xia Guan actually lured him away from here. It was one thing to listen to Prince Rong's analysis, but it was another feeling to truly feel Xia Guan luring him into a trap with a smile.
It seemed like a never-ending conspiracy was passing by, making Aiden Feng shiver in his heart.
He was really scared.
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