After leaving Qianqiu Palace, Yu Wenye stepped into the gradually reddening glow of the setting sun and walked at an unhurried pace. After the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, he arrived at Chengqian Hall.
By this time, the weather was no longer so hot, yet the blazing sunset still gave one the illusion of being in a sea of fire. With his mind still lingering on Qianqiu Palace, which he had just left, Yu Wenye could not help but feel a wave of restless heat. But as soon as he reached the entrance of Chengqian Hall, he immediately felt a chilling wind blow out from within.
In an instant, it drove away all the heat in his body.
It even carried off a portion of the warmth from him.
"Prince Qin?"
