Everyone gradually started feeling drowsy, their eyelids growing heavier and heavier. An Yiqing's footsteps sounded like a lullaby, drifting farther and farther away from them, longer and longer.
Just then, a pressure came from nowhere and swept over them. The group, who had been on the verge of falling asleep, jolted awake from their doze. They raised their heads in horror and saw Xia Hau glaring at them, cold light flashing in his eyes, his whole body exuding a harsh chill. Seeing the Old Prince and the others clear-headed again, Xia Hau let out a breath and withdrew the pressure from his body.
The Old Prince and the others stared at each other. Had they just almost been hypnotized?!
