The Withered Bamboo handed over the Yellow Dragon Peak Sword Order without saying a word. He was not unaware that Lu Chengfeng's earlier words were a test. However, he was old, having spent his whole life at Yun Cang. Even if he were to die, he wanted to be buried here.
Lu Chengfeng put away the token, his gaze sweeping over Zeng Shoujing and Li Qingfeng. Both of them looked somewhat displeased. As the First Seats of a peak, their authority and power mainly stemmed from these tokens.
Once the tokens were taken away, their positions were nothing more than titles.
What made it even more humiliating was that Lu Chengfeng wanted them to directly kneel and surrender, which was truly stifling.
Zeng Shoujing tossed the token over without saying a word, staring at Lu Chengfeng as he said, "Young Sect Leader, I know you do not trust me, but I, Zeng Shoujing, was born and raised in Yun Cang. Now at seventy-six years, I've been a member of the Yuncang Sword Sect my entire life."
