"Now, you should be able to understand why the six major financial groups dare not disobey the majesty of the Sword God Palace."

Iwai Zen said in a deep voice, explaining to Qian Chijing very patiently.

After all, Qian Chijing is just an immature girl who has not been deeply involved in the world. She doesn't know the depths of the world, which is perfectly normal.

He didn't intend to, and he could explain it clearly to Qian Chijing with just a few words.

However, what surprised Iwai-chan was that Qian Chijing nodded and said: "Well, I can understand."

"It's like Mr. Chu alone, but the Sanhe consortium, which is so rich and invincible, bows its head and surrenders!"

"It's because Mr. Chu has mastered the power."

"My analogy should be right?"

Chichi said with a smile.

Iwai Zen and Miyamoto's intermediary were stunned, and finally nodded: "Well, almost."

"By the way, tell me, is Mr. Chu still in Dongjing?"

"Will we see him again in the future?"

Speaking of Ye Fan, Qian Chijing's tall and straight figure appeared again before Qian Chijing's eyes.

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Time is gradually passing by.

Warriors from all over Japan began to go up the mountain one after another.

Today is the day when Yueyue Tianshen returns.

They, as the people of the moon god, should go to the top of Mount Fuji, kneel to face the moon and read that the god of heaven is coming back to the world.

As the flow of people gathered, the mountain immediately became noisy.

Mount Fuji is one of the three sacred mountains in Japan, also known as "Furong Peak" or "Fuyue" and "the only high mountain".

This majestic peak spanning the Japanese mainland for thousands of years, like Tsukiyomi Tenjin, has entrusted so many legends and myths. It has long been one of the classic symbols of Japanese spirit and culture.

The top of Mount Fuji is covered with snow all the year round, which will not melt for a thousand years.

Wherever you see it, the wind is cold, the snow is vast, and thousands of people gather!

Everyone, like the most devout believers, the most loyal courtiers, kneeling on the top of Mount Fuji, among the white snow.

Under the sky, everyone saw a stunning girl standing there.

The red lips are like fire, the eyebrows and eyes are like ink, she wears three thousand black silk, and sits in a seven-foot long skirt.

Gold and jade curtains, red skirts on the floor.

Stunning face, luxurious figure.

Just like a generation of queens, standing on the top of the world. JrNovels.com