Chapter 679: What One Thinks

Several dozen houses had been crushed flat, leaving only a tea house standing. As the dust settled in the depths of Hundred Flowers Lane, several carriages arrived.

There was no one in front of the Orthodox Academy's gate. It was very quiet, but in reality, countless gazes were secretly keeping an eye on this place.

Prince Chen Liu descended from his carriage.

The youngest county prince of the Great Zhou Imperial Clan still had his gentle expression that gave off the impression of a cleansing spring breeze. However, the noble air about him had gotten much thicker, and perhaps for this reason, he was much more easygoing, his appearance much brighter, his facial features much more distinct.