"So apart from the high-level members, the tokens of the rest of us haven't been specially modified."
"But there are rules in the Holy Sect."
"Tokens must not be lost, otherwise heavy punishment will be suffered."
"I am a man who fears death."
"So my token is..."
"...a little different from others."
He had a miniature bomb installed inside his own token.
As for the control of the switch, it was inside the Holy Sect Religious Base.
As long as Mr. Chou didn't report in for five minutes, the people on the Holy Sect's side would directly detonate the bomb.
And now,
More than four minutes had passed since he entered the Commercial Chase of Lightning.
However,
"Hehe."
Hearing this,
Bystander let out a faint laugh and eased his mind.
He tilted his head,
Watching Mr. Chou with an indifferent expression.
"So,"
"Your trump card is that token?"
That token had been thrown to a clone not far away earlier.
