C831 Ghostly Wails and Howls

"Your Majesty, is your face carved from ice? Could you show a little emotion?"

Fifteen minutes later, Feng Yixiu's facial muscles were on the verge of cramping. Overwhelmed with frustration, he instinctively took a seat next to the Enchantress of Thorns.

Feng Yixiu sprang from the Thorny Throne, several poisonous spines sticking out of his backside