At the seed placement area for the top nine seats in the Fengtian Domain, a man in dark robes was idly turning an ink-colored ring in his hands. He leaned slightly, and upon sensing the countless gazes fixed upon him, a sharp, cold glint flashed in his eyes.
Yet, a second later, he seemed to notice something, and his lips curled upward as his frigid expression softened into tenderness.
A middle-aged man beside him seemed to notice this shift in mood and couldn't help but chuckle. "It seems you’ve gotten what you wanted."
Chapter 44