Eternal Wushuang Auction House

In that case, there could only be another result, which was that Jian Wushuang still remembered the Young Emperor's kindness.

But now, he had already drawn a line in his heart.

"Brother Jian, no matter what decision you make in the future, I, Chun Qiu, will not have any objections." Chun Qiu's voice was stern, and his eyes were filled with killing intent.

"Brother Jian, I, Cui Jing, am the same. You only need to give me an order and my entire life is yours." Cui Jing leaned against the pillar, his eyes equally solemn and his voice powerful.

Jian Wushuang waved his hand and smiled, "Don't be so serious. Cultivate well. Only by constantly improving yourself can you have a foothold in the countless Heavenly Regions."

"Also, remember, your lives are your own. Living well is more important than anything else."