JiMo Yan leaned back against the edge of wall and closed his eyes slightly.
His hair was like seaweed floating on the water.
The skin on the surface of water was like wheat.
He was neither surprised nor surprised by the change just now.He was the Third Prince of Xijing state.
There were many people who wanted to kill him.
He had seen all the methods of assassination, and he had even seen someone taking advantage of the time when he went to the toilet.