ice magic · demon lord · tsundere · xianxia · possessive · cold beauty · swordsmanship · social awkwardness · fantasy · romance
The noisy street fell silent. Mobei-jun yanked Shang Qinghua against himself, shielding the smaller man with his frame from the tattlers. The lord’s icy gaze, loaded with lethal threat, drilled into the two men who dared call his beloved a traitor. The air around them turned cold, freezing the offenders in terror.