515 Dissipated Courage

Golden Cicada Merchant Association.

Jin Ji sat on the chair with a lonely expression. His hands were hanging down, and his gaze was listless as he looked into the distance, like an old man in his twilight years.

At this moment, a large number of Warlocks were flying out of the fallen floating city. Huge magical airships were constantly transporting the resources of the Chamber of Commerce.

"It's over!"

Jin Ji sighed.

But suddenly, with a bang, the door behind him was suddenly pushed open. A figure hurriedly walked in, panting heavily.

Jin Ji turned around in shock and looked at the person who had just arrived.

"Conilla, why are you back?" Jin Ji asked in surprise.

"Milord, Milord, we won, we won." As if he didn't hear him, Conilla roared loudly, his eyes filled with ecstasy.

"We won? Who won?" There was a flash of light in Jin Ji's eyes.