As the negative emotions surged towards the three of them, Feng Moqing was forced to recall the scene in the dream over and over again. Every time she felt herself pushed into the abyss, she would struggle in the water but would never be able to escape the feeling of powerlessness.
The lack of strength from the accumulation caused the power within Feng Mo Qing's body to surge and churn. It was as if she was about to rush out and destroy everything in front of him.
"Second Prince, we're here," whispered the man on the other side of the road, who had already stood behind him and put his hands on his shoulder.
The warmth and strength from his palm miraculously calmed the uneasiness and dissatisfaction in Feng Mo Qing's heart. The person behind him clearly had a ruthless and cold expression
