Even if someone dares to buy, no one can afford that price.
At this moment, he was playing with the Luoshui King's Seal in his hand, various thoughts interwoven in his mind.
"What is Brother Jiang Ning thinking about?"
A clear voice interrupted his thoughts.
The one who spoke was Ji Mingyue, dressed in a golden-red gown.
"Nothing!" Jiang Ning shook his head, gathering his thoughts.
He looked at Ji Mingyue, whose tear stains on her face had been wiped away, but the corners of her eyes still retained a hint of redness.
She forced a smile: "Congratulations, Brother Jiang Ning, on becoming King Luoshui."
Seeing Ji Mingyue's forced smile, Jiang Ning put down the seal and spoke gently: "I've seen everything about Ji Mingyuan..."
"No need to speak." Ji Mingyue shook her head, then picked up the wine cup Jiang Ning had just drunk from, took a large sip, the wine sliding down her fair neck, her face turning crimson red, yet she paid no mind.
