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.,In summer, one must extinguish the intent to kill of the two guards with the shortest possible words: "Murdering the prince will bring ruin to your nine clans!",Now being outsmarting myself...Will Father let him off the hook。