Jiang Mohan's gaze lingered on her for a fraction of a second, and he gave her a slight, acknowledging nod before looking away. Yun Feiwan also withdrew her gaze.
Behind the carriages were the gifts sent from Sifang City—pearls, jade, and rare treasures in such dazzling variety that they made one's head spin.
Cheers erupted from the crowd below as Yun Feiwan watched the convoy slowly depart.
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