A young man in a four-clawed dragon robe walked out of the room. His large, hooked nose radiated a fierce air, his eyes looked down on everyone, and he moved with a leisurely pace, an arrogant aura striking like summer lightning.,Concubine Qin flung her arms wide, shielding her son from the guards, her eyes blazing with fury. "Stop!" she commanded.,The blade flashed, severing several projectiles. It dissipated with the biting cold wind, landing in the snow, a striking sight.。