"Prince Ming, you really can't be underestimated."
The meaningful comments before payment obviously shocked Jiang En.
After his expression changed several times, he seemed to have given up on trying to hide it, and directly showed a standard showdown smile.
"Since it has been guessed, I have nothing to hide. The fact that Prince Ming can think of this even helps to increase the credibility of what I just said."
"Yes, I have indeed encountered some opportunities recently, but I need to make some efforts accordingly."
"And because you have a tense relationship with your family, they are unwilling to help?"
He sneered before paying.
"Even if they are willing to help, their power is limited, and it makes me restricted."
Jiang En shook his head.
"That's not a good choice."
"Brother Jiang En... is a smart man."
He nodded slightly, and once again expressed his approval in a low voice, he slowly lifted up the heavy iron cage and handed it over.
"I never like to waste time. Since you like it, just take it."
"Then thank you King Ming..."
Although he is young, Jiang En is very good at nourishing Qi.
Seeing that he got what he wanted, the muscles on his face still showed no signs of losing control, and he even thanked her with a smile before extending his hand.
"I also like to deal with smart people. If King Ming is willing, I will not only be able to accept the challenge, but I will even be guaranteed to lose."
snort!
Fu Qian just snorted coldly and let go.
"I am not kidding."
Jiang En reached out his hand to catch it without any doubt, while emphasizing with an undiminished smile.
"Over the past few years, I no longer value some things that much."
"If King Ming is willing to pay more, I can even return to the Jiang family first and then accept the challenge."
…
"By the way, do you want them to provide some help to avoid bringing shame on the family? Even after losing the battle, even the loss of this funding can be counted on me."
Regarding Jiang En's suggestion, he did not comment before paying.
"The abacus is very loud, and you really don't miss any opportunity to extract benefits."
"So is Prince Ming interested?"
After receiving the Tianmeng turban, Jiang En clearly valued this harvest. While asking questions, he even took a half-step back carefully, as if he was afraid of regretting the payment.
"If you leave now, I might consider it."
The mood of King Dayun Ming doesn't sound good. Although you can't see his expression, you can feel that he is staring at you.
"Don't be nervous, I'm going to leave now. After all, if we delay it any longer, I'm afraid it will be difficult to explain if the person on the bed wakes up."
Jiang En, who was smiling happily, gestured towards the depth of the room.
"It doesn't matter. I know her. This is not the first time we have met."
He turned around and took a look, then answered casually before paying.
"Prince Ming is making this kind of excuse now. I'm sorry, but I really don't see the point..."
Jiang En's doubts were very genuine. It was obvious that this kind of rhetoric, which was similar to dealing with anti-pornography, made him a little confused.
Of course, this did not delay him from changing his gesture of invitation.
"But time is pressing, so... Prince Ming invites you first?"
"What do you mean, you want me to go first?"
The sound immediately alerted me before paying.
"No, no, your Excellency is walking in front."
Jiang En's smile became even brighter.
"I'm worried that King Ming won't be able to find his way to the Night Master."
…
"The biggest problem for people who are accustomed to using dirty methods is that they think that others are like him. They don't do small tricks because they don't have the chance..."
In the suffocating silence, Jiang En's tone gradually turned colder with every word.
"Under such extreme self-righteousness, the reaction is really too predictable."
"You didn't come here for extraordinary items—"
The King of Dayun Ming clearly reacted to something. Before he finished speaking, his left arm twitched strangely.
"It's late, I'm sorry."
Unfortunately, Jiang En's movements were obviously faster, and Tian Meng's headband was blocked behind him immediately.
Not only that, on the thick ribs of the hood, the five fingers of this person actually looked like twisted tree roots, climbing and intersecting in them, and tightly connected together.
It looks like it will take a lot of effort to get the headband back.
He hesitated before paying, but finally didn't move.
"Prince Ming is so powerful that I really have no confidence in confronting him head-on."
This reaction seemed to be completely expected by Jiang En.
"But please believe that it is never that easy to take things back."
…
"So what do you want to do?"
As the target of ridicule, King Dayun Ming was obviously unhappy.
"When we get to the night guard, do you still want to keep this thing?"
"I don't need to stay."
Jiang En shook his head again, his tone more firm than ever.
"I still have good eyesight. This is definitely a very special item, noble and precious, but its preciousness has a different meaning to me."
"Prince Ming is definitely not willing to follow me obediently, and as I said before, I'm not sure I can force you to go."
"Fortunately, with this thing, these are not so important anymore."
"For such a special item, I believe there must be traces of its circulation. When the time comes, I can just let the night keeper come and talk to you."
…
"So your purpose of coming here has never changed, which is to catch the person who did these things."
As Jiang En revealed his plan, King Dayun Ming, who was listening all the way, finally couldn't help but speak and sneered again and again.
"The only purpose of all the performances and rhetoric that followed was to deceive something from me, something that would be enough to lock in my identity."
"Yes, King Ming also said it before. It's very difficult to prove something like this if we really accuse each other."
Jiang En's other hand was dexterously tapping on the headcage.
"So my idea is very simple. Send such an item plus my findings to the Night Keepers, and then the rest is for Prince Ming to explain to them."
"And now it's not much different whether I go with you or not... What an amazing young man."
Fu Qian could no longer control the decibels while laughing.
"But I still don't understand your motives. For your situation, this is by no means the best option, unless...are you really Jiang En?"
Hahaha……
The latter actually seemed a bit infected by the atmosphere.
"Why am I not Jiang En? A silent former genius shouldn't have this inexplicable sense of justice?"
"That's true, that's a bit absolute... Now I only have one question left."
Fu Qian nodded slightly, tapped the mask on his face, and his tone became weird.
"If you are Jiang En...then who am I?"
At that moment, the illusory eyes on "Jiang En's" head, which represented the stability of the dream, suddenly widened and shook to pieces.
"You still haven't made much progress...Tyler Goulard."
Fu Qian showed no mercy and continued to spit out a name coldly.
I'm working hard to save my manuscript, please give me a guaranteed monthly ticket (˙▽˙)