"But here..." Gu Qiao glanced at Tang Kun.
"No need for you to guard." Gu Qingheng smiled, "You’re all tired, go back." With Xiaolun here, no one could get close, and this person wouldn’t be able to escape.
Once everyone had left, Tang Kun, who had his eyes tightly closed, suddenly opened them, where was the previous confusion? His eyes were full of fierceness.
Xiaolun, lying on the beam, watched the man below who had opened his eyes but hadn’t moved, flicked his tongue, so this person was an actor.
After waiting a long ti, confirming no one was around, Tang Kun sat up, first stretching his body, then got out of bed. On a Flying Bird Map on the wall, he pressed the eye of a bird, and then a very faint click was heard, and a stone on the painting popped out, revealing a hidden compartnt.
Tang Kun took out a box from the hidden pavilion, opened it, and inside was a dark token. He couldn’t help but smile slightly, raised his hand to bite his finger, and let a drop of blood fall on the token, which was quickly absorbed. Then a black insect flew out.
Tang Kun spread open his palm.
The insect landed on the hand that had been pierced by a dagger and inserted its needle-like mouth into his flesh.
Painful! But Tang Kun endured it until the insect’s size doubled before stopping the bloodsucking, withdrawing its needle mouth.
Only then did Tang Kun breathe a sigh of relief.
And the insect, after fluttering its wings in two circles, returned hidden into the token.
Xiaolun watched, forgetting to flick its tongue, what kind of strange thing was this? He needed to report this to Xinxin, but... he couldn’t speak human language, uncertain if he could convey it clearly, ah, troubleso humans!
Sowhere under Shushan’s forest.
A black-clothed man holding a flute lifted his mask, revealing a enchanting face.
"Young Master, will this work?" Re i asked softly.
"Whether it works or not depends on Tang Kun’s own ability." Song San smirked, if after all this, those people’s trust couldn’t be gained, then there was no need for Tang Kun as a pawn.
Re i said no more.
"Any news from the Master?"
"Yes, the Master said the southern war has achieved initial victory and will soon crush Daxuan’s army." Re i truthfully reported.
Song San nodded, suddenly glanced aside, struck a palm: "Who?" Instantly covered his face with the mask again.
With a bang, soone directly received his palm strike.
Song San took a slight step back.
"Haha, Young Master of the Fla Sect, honored indeed." A person also wearing a mask stepped out, his voice processed, but he wore a silver mask.
"Sun Cult’s Sect Hierarch?" Song San frowned, a hint of doubt in his voice.
"Didn’t expect Young Master to know about our Sun Cult, quite an honor." The silver-masked person chuckled, "However, I dare not impersonate our superior, I am the Left Protector of the Sun Cult."
"I wonder what brings Left Protector here?"
"Naturally seeking cooperation."
"What kind of cooperation?"
"You wish to rule Daxuan, we can help you."
"And the conditions?"
"Naturally, allowing our Sun Cult a place in Daxuan."
"A place?" Song San sneered, "Say it lightly, don’t you think?" Paused, "Left Protector, the Sun Cult’s ambition is surely more than just this, right?"
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