Sikou Yao looked at Zhan Jundong, Feijing, and Song Changqing, and asked with a smile, "Are you curious as to where I'm from? And why I appeared here all of a sudden? What is my purpose for coming here?"
Zhan Jundong's lips curled into a cold smile, "If Fairy Yao could relieve us of our confusion, we would be most grateful!"
Sikou Yao took out an ancient token engraved with the symbol of the Ancestral Hall and held it up in front of Zhan Jundong, "Does the esteemed officer recognize this token?"
As soon as Zhan Jundong saw the token, he was so shocked that he sat upright, nearly jumping to his feet.
His face turned pale, and he asked with a trembling voice, "Ancestor's Token? How, how do you have the Ancestor's Token?"
The native residents of the City of Sin, Feijing and Song Changqing, watched as this simple token appeared, and even Zhan Jundong showed such dread, but they were utterly baffled.
Song Changqing asked curiously, "Ancestor's Token? What sort of treasure is this?"
