Chapter 453: Do you think I'm joking?

A single stone sparks a thousand ripples.

The sea under the storm reveals a dangerous aura. The tempest churns the waves, the oncoming chill is like an invisible massive hand, trying to drag the desperate people on the shore down into the depths.

Suffocating, bone-chilling cold.

The body is suffused with heat, yet the sweat that runs is cold.

Tiffany Lynch's face paled for an instant, her perfect smile filled with a trace of gloom.

She had not expected Hannah to dare to ask such a question.

Backstage was in an uproar, the comment section buzzing wildly.

-Has Hannah Winter lost her mind? Isn't it too much to ask such a question?

-An innocent hand fears no evil specters, Hannah Winter, you're fearless! I support you!

-This is clearly a smear campaign, we all know these two have always been suspected of having royal connections.