"Yes, yes, speaking of Zijing City, I painstakingly designed it over many years. It's rarely seen in the world, no, it should be unique."
These were someone else's works; Tang Rao's shamelessness in everyday life was one thing, but when it came to easily claiming the wisdom of his ancestors, he didn't hold back at all.
"It's indeed a miracle, so beautiful. Where is your Zijing City located? Can I visit it?"
The powerful one asked tactfully.
The love for beauty is universal. Tang Rao had shown the rendering to the powerful one, who was now itching to see how grand and majestic it actually was.
"Of course, but too many people are eyeing my Zijing City now. Those of us who built it are pretty low-key. I'm worried that if someone has bad intentions regarding Zijing City or if, like last time, someone sets it on fire, such a magnificent building would disappear. Wouldn't that be a pity?"
The powerful one understood what Tang Rao meant.
