Jasper's face was as cold as frost, and he spoke word by word: "Yuan Ao Ce."
The emperor's voice came from behind, "I invited him here."
Aoce raised his lips slightly, and glanced at the gauze hidden in his collar, "You should rest more."
Jasper slowly clenched the hand hidden in his sleeve into a fist.
There seemed to be a string in the air, a string that could break at any time.
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