No one could have predicted the turmoil in the Supreme Court, not even Gangcheng Jun Cai Ze, who bet on both sides not for a big win but just to keep a bottom line.
The old man was sitting in his own mansion, tasting the fragrant tea sent to him by Chang'an Jun's mansion, which was said to be a gift from Chang'an Jun himself.
Cai Dui, the eldest son who had been in his 50s for a year or two, looked anxious and walked hurriedly.
Before anyone came close, the voices of people saying that something big had happened outside had been lingering around the old man for three or four breaths.
When Cai Dui, who could be called an old man, walked in front of his father, he had already told him a series of events that had happened outside. He looked at his father and waited for his father to give him some advice.
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