After Tang Zhen heard Tai Seng's story, he praised him and slowly opened the envelope in his hand.
This was something that hundred Flower Valley's city Lord had left for him. He didn't know what was written inside.
After opening the envelope, a stack of letter paper was pulled out by Tang Zhen. A metal plate with a strange texture was taken out and fell on the table.
This metal plate was extremely hard, but it was very light. There were two sharp characters carved on it.
Zhan Tian!
The words looked familiar, similar to the ancient language of the league, but the strokes were slightly different.
Perhaps there was some unknown connection between heaven battling city and the original world?
Recalling the words of the hundred Flower Valley's city Lord, Tang Zhen could faintly guess the use of this metal plate.
With a soft laugh, Tang Zhen placed the metal plate to the side and began to read the contents of the letter.
