At the heart of the storm
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After saying that, Xiao Yechen turned around and strode away, not even looking at Xiao Jiuyuan.
Behind him, under the dim yellow light, Xiao Jiuyuan's body was surrounded by a layer of soft luster. Because of this faint light, his beautiful face lost its usual fierce domineering aura, and there was more regret and self-blame. These thoughts stained his whole body, making him feel weaker and softer.
His black hair was casually draped over his shoulders. On his exquisite face, his skin was slightly pale. His black eyebrows slanted to his temples, and his Phoenix eyes were dim. His eyes were like gems, stars, beautiful jade, and Obsidian, but in the end, they turned into the depth of the night. Slowly, his lips curved into a persistent smile.
Her smile was full of magnificence and stunning. The subordinates in the room were all stunned and shocked.
What did His Highness mean by this? He couldn't have been provoked by Prince Xiao, right?