Perfect explanation.
Ralph understood and said in surprise, "So you really are an Oriental."
"Yes."
Ralph introduced himself to her, "I'm Ralph Paisok Cholon." He formally introduced himself to Zhiyun and took off a button from his clothes, "This is for you."
Zhiyun took the button, "Button?"
"Yes." Ralph smiled charmingly, his blue eyes more beautiful than gemstones.
He said to her, "This is a keepsake."
Zhiyun didn't react to this token for a moment, because she was indeed careless. The etiquette in each place is different. After all, the other party was very gentlemanly in giving her this button.
After looking carefully, I found that this button was a gold button, pure gold.
"pull……"
She was about to speak when Ralph suddenly walked forward. Zhiyun was about to follow him, but Ralph turned back and said, "Don't come over yet. Wait for me here."
"good."
Ralph went to the front, and Zhiyun didn't know why he went there.
However, she has now confirmed that she will not be able to see the true appearance of the Lord of Teng Mansion with her own eyes, so she has given up for the time being. She cannot act recklessly on such a grand occasion.
While Ralph went outside, Zhiyun went out from the back.
The long arched gate was embossed with patterns, alternating between gold and white, and the ground was red. From inside to outside, Zhiyun came out and returned along the same route.
At this moment, a man in a black holy robe came towards her.
It was the person who just stood on the altar and put the crown on the new monarch.
Across from Nagato, still quite a distance away, Zhiyun stopped and stared intently at the man in the black robe. He held a scepter in his hand and wore a silver mask that completely covered his face...
Zhiyun stood still.
Here, there was no one else except her and the man in the black holy robe walking towards her.
She suddenly had an illusion, as if she was in an illusory world.
The direction he was walking towards was exactly her direction.
Step by step, getting closer and closer, Zhiyun even breathed lighter.
Yes, is it him?
It wasn't until he brushed past her that Zhiyun finally came to her senses. She didn't say anything, and the first thing she did was to turn around and follow him, but he suddenly stopped, and Zhiyun stopped too.
She narrowed her eyes and stared at his back.
For some reason, this man in the black holy robe gave her a strong sense of familiarity.
Very strong.
It was so strong that she once thought that he should be him.
But he was wearing a black holy robe and a mask, and he didn't say a word, so Zhiyun couldn't make a correct judgment.
He stopped for only a moment and continued forward. Zhiyun didn't catch up this time. She suddenly screamed and fell to the ground, "Ah! My foot!!"
She did it on purpose.
Want to get his attention.
As long as I can see his face, it's enough.
Sure enough, he stopped again, turned around slowly, and saw her sitting on the ground, but he quickly looked away.
Zhiyun stared at the man and continued to cry out in pain, "Can someone help me? I can't stand up."
It was no use, he didn't move at all.
Zhiyun's heart gradually calmed down as he became quiet. Maybe she guessed wrong. This person couldn't be Han Qingrang.
That's right, he can't be.
Because he is the master of Teng Mansion, as the master of Teng Mansion, how could he be easily touched by her.
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