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.,"Today, the little emperor died, this prince is pleased. I will definitely drink a few more cups of good wine when I return home!",Luckily, these two golden armored guards are very skilled and can control themselves well. Otherwise, my head would be in danger.。