The Fight For Prestige

Jian Wushuang was not too concerned with a thousand-million Chaos Gems.

What he was concerned about was time.

After all, his wife had been completely suppressed by Leng Ruxue.

Moreover, it had been a very long time since Leng Ruxue left the Green Fire World. In that period of time, he had absolutely no idea how Leng Rushuang was doing.

Did her circumstances become worse?

Jian Wushuang was as anxious as a burning fire.

Naturally, it was better for Leng Ruxue to be found as early as possible.

"Ten thousand years is already considered short," The purple-haired old man said. All of a sudden, his expression changed, "By the way, do you have a picture of Leng Ruxue, or portrait-related items?"

"I have her portrait," Jian Wushuang nodded his head.

He would naturally have a portrait of his own wife. Even if he didn't, he could rely on his own memory and draw one on the spot.