"I shall keep my promise."
"To save the great affair of the world for you."
Li Jianwen remained silent, suddenly feeling a sense of disorientation.
In this room, only Li Jianwen was left. He looked at the geographical map, where the light golden marks represented Li Zhaowen and the crimson trails represented Anxi City, both falling with grandeur in the already tumultuous Western Regions.
The tumult intensified.
Among his peers, Li Jianwen, who was considered not bad, suddenly felt an extreme fatigue.
Li Zhaowen, and this so-called merchant from the Central Plains.
The Wolf King's son.
The Crown Prince of Ying, Jiang Gao, and Jiang Yuan, who had risen for reasons unknown.
And the Chaos Qilin that occupied and guarded a territory in Jiangnan.
Li Jianwen suddenly felt that in such a magnificent world, with his own abilities falling within it, he only felt weary. It was as if, after exhausting all his strength, he still could not catch up with them.
