The window of a certain pavilion was suddenly pushed open from inside out by a pair of well-maintained, proportionately jointed hands.
"Woooo..."
Cold wind poured into the room, causing the candle flame hidden within the lampshade on the table to flicker, and the shadow cast on the pink wall twisted like a demon.
Xu Jianwen took a deep breath of the frigid wind and softly said, "The canal is still too small, if we were by the East Sea, the winter wind wouldn't be this cold."
Behind him, around a round table in the room, sat three people in a proper manner.
Among them was Qi Yuchun, the former Commander of the imperial guard.
The Earth God Mage, Ren Kun.
And... the former State Preceptor, Master Gu Huo, dressed in a black and white checkered robe, with a wooden hairpin fixing his hair, and eyes as deep as a pool.
"Your Highness, you mustn't say that Prince Jing is heading to the Marine Road just to feel the sea breeze in winter," Ren Kun grinned and said.
