Waste Prince: Why do

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 Noble Consort's eyes were filled with sorrow, her pearly teeth bitten red, her hatred soaring straight to the heavens: "Why do you have to put him to death only to be happy",The blade was like obsidian, its killing intent piercing the eyes with icy chill.。