Clatter.
Countless pieces of information surged deep within Ning Zheng, finally converging into one sentence.
[Turtle Shell Storage Device, requires Qi Fortune Value: 50 million.]
Indeed, it came up.
Ning Zheng stood at the prison cell door, quietly staring at this Qi Fortune Value.
Behind him, the prison guards and wardens were secretly conversing.
"What is the Emperor doing?"
"Not sure."
"Ridiculing and disdaining the management race of the previous regime?"
...
This Sea Race was not deliberately spreading gossip, but they were a group of simpletons who had not received much education, all stiff when acting as courtiers.
To this, Ning Zheng slightly frowned, "This Dynasty is still not under my rule... Once I fully control it, I'll need to replace these prison guards with my own people here at this critical prison location."
