Zhao He was pondering as he hurried down the road!
Suddenly, Zhao He noticed a person up ahead—someone who didn't appear very tall, and even slightly hunched!
At that moment, Zhao He stopped in his tracks, warily staring at the person.
He was utterly astonished by the fact that he hadn't sensed this person approaching at all!
"Who are you? Why do you block my path?"
As Zhao He spoke, a longsword appeared in his hand, and he dared not be careless, fully on guard, fearing the other might suddenly launch a sneak attack!
"Who I am doesn't matter. I want to know what significance the token that young man gave you holds."
The person asked in a low voice, with their hands behind their back, arrogantly eyeing the wary Zhao He.
Hearing this, Zhao He felt a chill in his heart; from the way the person questioned, it was likely they were after Bai Xiaofan.
"It's a unique token of our Taixu Sect; all disciples of our Taixu Sect possess it!"
