Regal

The dilapidated roof, dim yellow candlelight swaying, and the occasional whistling sound of the cold wind beside his ears.

Wasn't it supposed to be summer? Why was the wind so chilly?

The youth raised his head and looked at the demon-like existence before him. His eyes were filled with fear.

He was not weak at all. However, at this moment, under the gaze of that man, his arrogance and confidence from the past all turned into ashes at this moment.

If they did not see it with their own eyes, people from Misty Rain House would not believe that this shivering youth was Zhang Tianyuan.

The wind raged against the windows, and at that moment, the already overwhelmed windows began to crumble.

"Master, what did I do wrong?"

The man walked up expressionlessly and pinched Zhang Tianyuan's neck with one hand. He lifted Zhang Tianyuan up with all his strength and the boy's body was lifted up like a rag.

"Tell me, what did you do wrong?"