C72 Impotence

Everyone's eyes turned towards Su Nanxing.

Su Nanxing's expression was still as light and colorless as usual. It was cold, and didn't have much warmth to it.

Lin Xuecha's heart felt a little uneasy for some reason.

It was as if someone was hanging from a tree, shaking violently and unable to calm down.

The old emperor was old and senile, Su Nanxing was definitely not stupid