The Demoness Sleeps On His Bed

The second floor of the wooden house had very simple decorations, but everything necessary was present. It was also quite spacious.

At that moment, Jiang Hao stood at the door and watched Hong Yuye reading the words on the invitation card.

He didn't care.

As for the fact that the card was discovered and the seal broken, it wasn't surprising. The seal couldn't protect the sealed item from someone with a powerful cultivation.

"Do you want to be a prince consort?" Hong Yuye asked indifferently.

"Senior, you must be joking." Jiang Hao shook his head. "This is a senior's invitation. He didn't need it, so he gave it to me to… sell."

"Sell?" Hong Yuye was surprised.

Jiang Hao nodded.

Hong Yuye looked at Jiang Hao for a long while before turning away.

"How old are you this year?"

"Almost thirty-two," Jiang Hao said.

"I suppose in the normal world, a person at thirty-two would be considered old, right?"

"Perhaps."