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.,Summer's eyelids lifted, a smirk playing on her face: "Your Highness, are you wetting yourself",The Crown Prince knew he had lost all face, his cheeks flushed red with embarrassment. His neck was visibly bulging with veins, and his eyes were filled with murderous intent... aimed not only at Summer and her son!。