This surveillance officer was a cultivator. His shout contained mental power, vaguely forming a might. If not for cultivators or those with weak mental power, they would probably lose their mind after being shouted at.
However, An Le's mental power was already at the Shedding Mortality Realm, so it naturally did not affect him at all.
Faced with the surveillance officer's question, An Le bent his finger and knocked on the Ink Pool Sword. The Ink Pool Sword swept up, and a faint intent burst forth.
"This contains the Little Sacred Token. It has some privileges and I can enter with a sword. I don't have to bow to officials either." An Le said calmly.
The surveillance officer instantly retracted his mental power. Facing the Ink Pool Sword which had released its aura, he instantly thought of the famous Master An in Lin'an.
After all, the matter of Wang Qinhe challenging Master An and being crushed was still a joke.
