He took it and flipped it over in his palm, his eyes full of shock.
"Dark Moon ghost Arhat, Hong ku's personal token!" Jin Lin was not the son of the richest man, but he was very knowledgeable and recognized it at a glance.
"Is it enough as collateral?" Xia qingchen asked.
Jin linfei hurriedly nodded,"that's more than enough!" The market price of the ghost Arhat token is one hundred million silver!"
Although he said this, his eyes couldn't help but size up Xia qingchen for the third time.
The ghost Arhat's command token had never left his side. Since Xia qingchen had obtained it, it was enough to prove one thing.
Hong ku had died in Xia qingchen's hands.
Thinking of this, his scalp couldn't help but go numb.
Was the Xia qingchen before her really only 18 years old?
Or was he actually a seemingly young man?
"Follow me." Jin linfei suppressed his shock and used the special key to open the door.
