Eighth Prince's Price
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Jiang Lan stood behind Xiao Yu and watched her turn around.
Although she said that she was in a bad mood, she still had a smile on her face. It was just that her eyes were a little lonely.
Ever since he entered seclusion to cultivate, he had reached the late-stage True Immortal Realm in thirty years, and then spent another twenty-five years to reach the perfected True Immortal Realm.
A total of fifty-five years had passed.
He had been in the sect for 365 years.
It had been a long time.
He had been engaged to his Senior Sister for more than two hundred years.
In the past, they would meet once every three years. Now, they meet once every few months.
In the past, it was a fair trade, but now there was no need to talk about it.
In the past, he kept his distance. Now, he was used to getting closer with her.
"Is it related to the Dragon Race?" Jiang Lan asked.