2043 Qiao De And Ziran

Lin Mu looked at the man who he had last seen more than a year ago. 

"Qiao De… I guess the others were right. You really do like to play some games." Crown Prince Feng Shun spoke.

The man was dressed in simple black robes that had no symbol or design on them. His hair was covered with a hat as well, and his beard was well groomed. The last time Lin Mu had seen him, the auction manager was dressed in rather luxurious clothes. As such, it was quite striking to see him in such a sober outfit.

"Haha, what's life without a little fun?" Qiao De replied. "Plus I wanted to see just what kind of people you've added to your repertoire." He added.

"And… what's the assessment?" Crown Prince Feng Shun questioned.

"Nothing less than excellent." Qiao De answered. "You've picked a decent formation master." He added

"Of course. He is after all someone you picked too." Feng Shun smirked at that moment.

Lin Mu who heard it was a bit confused though.