Xiao Qi's back stiffened, and after a while, he looked back.

Prime Minister Shen Lao, standing alone with his body not far away. His hands were folded in the sleeves of his wide official robes, and his cloudy eyes revealed that others could not understand the deep meaning.

"Do you regret it?"

There are only a few words in Shen Lao's mouth, but every word is heart-wrenching.

Xiao Qi's face seemed to be cold......

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