The secretary's few short words came out trembling, filled with excitement, and laced with disbelief!
That was Busan Divine Ruins, how could it have been purified?
The bigwigs of Sejong Zheng were all stunned at once. Park Sangwon, who had sharp angled eyes, was about to put a piece of fugu fish into his mouth with his chopsticks when he heard the news. His hand shook, and the fish drenched in delicious sauce fell onto his lapel, but he didn't even notice.
The shock of this news was too immense.
In the grand VIP hall, music still played, but the five female artists from the top-tier girl group Crown had stopped singing; their expressions froze.
After being dazed for dozens of seconds, they all burst into excited cheers.
"Ah ah ah, that's great!"
"Busan Divine Ruins have been purified!"
"It must have been Oppa Jin Xian who did it, right?"
In Goryeo, where there are few rulers, news could travel across the country in just a few hours.
