Icy frost streaked across the sky as the cold eunuch appeared beneath Lingyan Tower. In an instant, it felt as though winter had arrived, the cold wind biting, a thin layer of frost forming on the ground.
The onlookers retreated one after another, daring not to stay longer.
It is said that after a man is castrated, his Yang energy leaks away, and his Yin energy becomes even heavier than that of a woman. Now, it seemed to be true.
Many cursed the eunuch's strangeness in their hearts, but their bodies honestly ran outward.
The fiery heat of July had suddenly turned into harsh winter, and even ordinary people, who practiced no Martial Arts, knew that this old eunuch was not to be trifled with.
The cold eunuch paid no attention to those irrelevant civilians, looking at Feng Chaonan's already pale face, and the bronze mask cast aside, he sighed, "Another one dead, the Emperor is really going to lose his mind this time."
