Wang Chuanning froze, suddenly feeling a chill.
This chill even carried an icy murderous intent, as Wang Chuanning stiffly raised his head, he saw the twenty bright pearls that, after the sealed box was opened, visibly dimmed.
The sound of breaking glass resonated in the air.
The pearls shattered visibly, then slowly disappeared.
Not a sound was heard.
No need for anyone to say anything, the change at this moment had already shown that these twenty-four pearls were definitely fake, and at this time, Wang Chuanning was talking about the Youde Residence, with a slight inexplicable hint of irony.
Jiang Yuan's expression grew dark, but he could still barely maintain his composure.
Upon returning, he mocked himself: "The Taiping Army is indeed cunning."
"How could we fall for the same trick again."
