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A young man in a four-clawed dragon robe walked out of the room. His large, hooked nose radiated a fierce air, his eyes looked down on everyone, and he moved with a leisurely pace, an arrogant aura striking like summer lightning.,The prince laughed cruelly, "Noble Consort Qin, this is not an insult!",The blade was like obsidian, its killing intent piercing the eyes with icy chill.。