Xiang Yun's voice woke Wang Wenjing up from the emotion of feeling nostalgic, and as if he realized that he had lost his temper, he hurriedly wiped the corners of his eyes with his sleeve robe, wiping away the two lines of old tears.
Immediately, he did not immediately answer Xiang Yun's question, but suddenly turned his body abruptly, facing Xiang Yun!
Without any sign, this Wind Cloud Kingdom Hundred Officials of the head of the dynasty's important minister, the senior of the literary world, suddenly made a bow with both hands, and made a deep bow towards Xiang Yun, actually bowing to the end, respectful to the extreme!
"Your Highness great talent, please accept a bow from my old man!"
"Lord Sangguo! Must not..."
Almost at the same time, Xiang Lingtian or the Crown Prince Xiang Qian
