C403 Zhang Four Hundred and Three, If I Don't Enter Hell, Who Will?

The second prince sat in the carriage and coughed lightly.

The arrogant voice instantly quieted down, Second Brother!

A young man in golden armor came to the carriage and asked timidly, “Second Brother, why are you here?”

The second prince lifted the curtain and looked at the young man outside the carriage, “Xiao Qiye