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.,The Ninth Prince of Summer, from this era, is dead!,They helped the prince to his feet, holding their breath: "Your Highness, the Ninth Prince is still alive."。