Chapter 86 A New Version Of King Ice

• COLDEN’S POV
• “King Ice!” Father slammed his massive big hand on the table. My head was hanging. I could not look directly into his face. I was wincing in guiltiness when the images of the front yard popped into my head. It was soaking in water, rivering after the ice had fully melted.
• “What comes in your head!” Another hit was given to the poor table. If he does that again, it would probably crack.