The Azure-Robed Tower Lord, Feng Linglong

No language in the world could describe that instant.

More than a thousand iron arrows fell like rain, piercing the cold wind and snowy mist as they sought to reap the lives of the rebels before them.

It happened so swiftly that even Qin Yanyu and the Grand Marshal had no time to cry out.

That instant was too fast, too dazzling!

It dazzled the eyes of everyone—ministers, imperial guards, and even the nobles, young masters, and young ladies of the imperial city who were even slightly familiar with the inner palace.

In that instant, they were all stunned.

Snow flew through the air, as if the snow itself were burning!

The ringing of the arrows could not compare with the splendor of that fleeting moment!

The instant Hu Keke removed the mask from his face, everyone was stunned...

Some elderly court ministers even dropped to their knees in the snow and cried out, "Your Highness! Heavens!"

The Left and Right Chancellors were stunned as well. Hadn't it been said that His Highness the Prince had vanished, and had even died on the wasteland, died at Ghosts' Bane?

Yet no one had imagined that on such an unexpected day,

at the instant the iron arrows fell like rain and were about to reap the lives of the four people in the snow...

No!

It should be said that the instant Hu Keke slowly removed the mask from his face, time seemed to come to a standstill!

Even the hundreds upon hundreds of iron arrows stopped in perfect formation before the four of them...

At the instant everyone cried out "Your Highness," time froze.

Even Satongtian, who had waved his hand to activate the runic array before him, along with Murong Wan'er and Feng Hao, seemed to have their raised hands