Gui Haoyuan saw the female official nod again, and his expression relaxed for a moment, but then he squinted, with a hint of doubt in his eyes as he looked out of the window.
He was deeply worried about the future of Extreme East Ice City.
Your Majesty's life expectancy is running out. Once Your Majesty passes away, how will Extreme East Ice City protect itself?
If a change in the inheritance of the royal line occurs due to Your Majesty's personal matters, leading to the city's division, the situation would become even more perilous.
But is he really going to take this step?
Doing such a thing would be a true betrayal.
And as for that trading partner, he can't be trusted either—
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Six hours later, seven thousand miles south of Wang'an City, a man and a woman were swiftly traversing through the forest.
The man was Zuo Qingyun. He was about eight feet tall, with a robust build like an iron tower, and his entire body of muscle seemed like forged iron.
