Lin Ye, the elegant and mild-mannered second clan master had just entered when he heard the teapot exploding, as well as the rapidly plummeting temperature.
His only thought right then was to turn and leave, but the temperature of the room instantly rose again then, which left him sweating from the heat.
The heat did not last a moment, however, as the room soon turned cold again.
Hence, Lin Ye suffered endlessly under the alternating temperatures of the room, his face turning paler.
Liu Rushuang was beside herself with frustration towards Han Moze at that.
Had she married the wrong man? What should she do if she needed a shoulder to cry on?
This tyrant clearly did not want to abide by her!
Nonetheless, just as Lin Ye was just about to drop unconscious, the room's temperature returned to normal.