And so the matter came to an end, the Father of the Frost Monarch's face was dark, and the elderly Elders of the Shuang Family were all as quiet as chickens.
All the Taiyi of the Frost Domain quietly dispersed, including Wang Wu, no one wanted to court bad luck, right, and it had nothing to do with us.
As for the position of Chief of Dragon Head City, well, it's lost. Now that the Frost Domain still has three sub-altars, it's fine, the sky won't fall.
And it seemed that the Shuang Family was too embarrassed to ask the Frost Monarch for help, perhaps they still cared about their reputation.
Afterwards, the atmosphere on the Spirit-Catching Ship remained eerie, everyone continued to drink, play chess, listen to music, flirt and frolic, without any delay.
The relationship between Wang Wu and Qingxue remained passionate as they hid at the stern of the ship, conquering territories, sweeping the courtyard, wherever they went, the wind would follow and surrender, truly happy days.
