Xie Jiuhan took the purple diamond the size of a pigeon egg and played with it for a while. "Hmph, three years ago, my wife had 108 of such things when she was still my girlfriend. Later on, she strung them into a necklace for her dog to play with. I heard from the servants in the house that her dog didn't care either. I think it buried that necklace in the garden."
Bran did not know how to answer upon hearing this. Should he praise Xie Jiuhan's dog for having too high a taste, or should he say that he was worse than a dog? Hence, he could only smile dryly and hold up a large bunch of colorful gems. He had to give them to him even if he did not cherish them. Otherwise, what could he use to exchange for his life?
Xie Jiuhan did not even look at the gems. Instead, he said coldly, "If you want to live, obediently take out the good things you've collected. For example, the legendary Queen Crystal Crown."
