C821 Invigorating Qi
Xie Heng was floating in the air like a ghost. The more he looked at the prince who was riding his horse in the rain, the more he felt that this person was really a bit too miserable.
It was raining heavily on the long street, and the little vendors were busy packing their things. There were not many pedestrians, only two or three of them rushing through the rain with their heads in their arms
