But the old man merely gave a bitter smile and shook his head: "Do you wish to follow me to find my master?" Then he sighed, "I will not let you have your way." Saying so, he suddenly raised his hand and thrust a sword into his own belly.
"Fuck!" Yang Ruxin couldn't help but curse with the common expletive of her past life, the Japanese are this ruthless to themselves?
Ji Bin was so frightened that he started crying again.
"Enough, stop crying. A grown man crying at the drop of a hat, don't you find it annoying?" Yang Ruxin glanced around the room and noticed that there were still decorations. She couldn't help but pick up a piece of jadeite cabbage from the Duobao Pavilion and examined it, "Is this real?"
Too scared to cry anymore, Ji Bin hurriedly nodded: "It's real. Yuan Country people want to win over my father, that's why the items here were barely touched. These are just ordinary things they didn't fancy; the good stuff was taken away long ago..."
