The slender and tall figure leaned against the door, placing a blood-stained nightgown in a bamboo basket, looking at Sui Yi, "Li Shimin, I know this person."
"At many international auctions, many of his items have been inflated to sky-high prices... including a chamber pot."
Hell's Wan Ge squinted at Sui Yi, "In this world, do you think he is not the final winner?"
"Why do you say that?" Sui Yi looked at Hell's Wan Ge.
"You're interested in him, but you haven't shown it, as if you don't think highly of him."
"Do you think that if I favored him, I'd need to show it?" Sui Yi smiled and retorted.
Hell's Wan Ge pondered for a moment, nodding: "True... I don't quite understand you yet."
So one cannot infer this person's actions through common sense.
Today, she made several mistakes.
"Li Shimin... he is a person who cannot be underestimated in any history. Regarding today's matter, Wanwan, Li Shimin, and Li Jiancheng, one of the three must be the architect."
