"Ink."
Looking at the ancient Great Xia inscription on the token, Lu Bei was somewhat puzzled for a moment.
The mysterious woman had an odd background, her style of doing things...
Anyway, she wasn't particularly friendly towards the Imperial Sect and Zhu He, everything was a one-time use item, once used, discarded, an absolute sinkhole.
"Her target isn't Zhu He, it's you."
The Grand Tutor glanced at the token and analyzed: "Wu Zhou doesn't have this kind of character, nor does the nearby Qiyan, Xiongchu, or Xuanlong. Your performance in the Holy Land of the human race has been too conspicuous, someone is eyeing you."
"Maybe..."
Lu Bei nodded, whether such a figure exists in the four countries such as Wu Zhou is uncertain at the moment, and whether it has to do with the Holy Land Convention is hard to say. However, it is certain that someone or some force was watching him.
