Yun Xiyao sneered coldly, "Outnumbering others, you really have some nerve."
Guardian Yue said coldly, "Yun Xiyao, you're well aware of the consequences of this."
Yun Xiyao's brows furrowed slightly.
Meng Qianqian keenly caught her expression, knowing that this act was no trivial matter and would bring her quite troublesome consequences.
"Master, why don't you go in yourself."
They thought of other ways again.
Yun Xiyao said calmly, "What if she holds the sacred token of the old Hall Master?"
"The sacred token of the old Hall Master?"
Guardian Jiang frowned.
Guardian Yue sarcastically sneered, "Yun Xiyao, do you even listen to yourself? The old Hall Master has been dead for years; where would a little girl from an outer island get his token?"
Yun Xiyao gave a signal to Qing'er.
Qing'er opened the bundle she was carrying, revealing an ancient and worn box.
"This box..."
Guardian Jiang immediately felt a sense of familiarity.
