The high priest's gaze was very sharp. When she saw the faint bruise marks on Jiang Xuecheng's lower jaw, she had already guessed 70-80% of the identity of the person in the bag.
After all, with the current status of Jiang Xuecheng and his strength, the number of people who could hurt him were few!
And the person who would hurt Jiang Xuecheng and make Jiang Xuecheng personally send him here…
Wasn't the identity of the person in the cloth bag already obvious?
"High Priest, you're really smart. The person in this bag is a big gift that I want to give you. High Priest, why don't you guess who is in this bag?"
Jiang Xuecheng smiled at the high priest. His phoenix-like eyes slightly raised, and there was a kind of soul-stirring charm that almost made people not dare to look directly at him.
However, the high priest wasn't one of these people.
The high priest sat on the wheelchair casually.
"I don't like to play riddles with others."
