Eighth Brother's voice was weak and a little hoarse. At this moment, his eyes were even a little unfocused.
One had to know that the needle that Xu Wenping had given him was ten times more powerful than the first one.
He couldn't withstand the pain of being pricked by silver needles, let alone the pain that was ten times more severe than before.
At this moment, he was on the verge of a complete breakdown.
"Tell me,"
Xu Wenping stared into the other party's eyes.
"I, I, I… I... In the box, there's, there's a token…"
He coughed dryly and looked at Xu Wenping. The struggle in his heart had completely disappeared.
"That token is the Alliance Master Token. If anyone obtains this thing, they can order the entire martial arts sect, family, group…"
At this point, he seemed to have completely collapsed.
Hearing the name of the thing, Xu Wenping's pupils couldn't help but shrink.
