Jiang Guangrong looked at the increasingly long queue, sighed softly, and hurried to the back of the line. Meanwhile, a young woman in a red coat stood at the same spot as Jiang Guangrong.
The two of them smiled at each other and made a friendly gesture. Their movements were in sync, and they laughed again.
Jiang Guangrong took two steps back: "Ladies first, you go ahead, no matter what, there are so many people ahead, don't worry about others!"
The woman in red smiled and nodded at Jiang Guangrong: "Thank you!"
The woman in red didn't hesitate any longer and stepped in front of Jiang Guangrong.
Jiang Rongyao didn't notice these women in red. He was involuntarily looking at the surroundings of the Emperor Pavilion. For a moment, Jiang Rongyao couldn't help but marvel inside. After all, the capital is the capital. The big city has style, and the citizens have high quality. He just didn't know if the most prosperous Xia City had a dark side.
