When Jiang Ming turned, the others also looked at the thin man.
The thin man panicked. He waved his hand. "Why are you all looking at me? I don't have any intentions of killing you. Now that the Xiaguo Kingdom needs a new king, aren't you planning to take the throne?"
He quickly changed the topic and looked around.
When a new king took office, it was inevitable that he would need prestige.
He usually provided relief to disaster victims and would be known as a benevolent person among the people.
If Ning Caichen became the new king, his life would be saved.
"I don't plan to take the throne. Anyway, we should leave." Jiang Ming turned around.
Sikong Wuyuan and Yuan Hehe nodded.
"My new king, how can you abandon the Xiaguo Kingdom?"
At this moment, a group of people suddenly appeared in the palace. The old man in the lead suddenly knelt in front of Jiang Ming with a sly look in his eyes.