Nie Renwang had listened up to this point and was already feeling somewhat dizzy, with only a hazy, half-formed understanding.
For example, once Jiang Dali failed, it would be very hard for him to ever again come into contact with the very top core secrets and power of this world—what exactly was that supposed to mean?
Could it be that this Brother Jiang of his had actually started taking an interest even in the position of Holy Dynasty Emperor?
Jiang Dali took one look at Nie Renwang's expression and instantly knew what he was thinking; he lifted the wine jar to clink it against the other man's and did not bother to explain the subtleties hidden within his words.
This couldn't be blamed on Nie Renwang being stupid; as the North Drinking Mad Saber, aside from being a bit slow when it came to matters of the heart, his head was usually quite sharp and full of inspiration.
