The moment they saw that token, the dead eyes of the Zhou family experts—who had looked like frost-bitten eggplants a moment before—suddenly flashed with a light that bordered on madness. Trembling violently, ignoring the blood still oozing from their wounds, they forced themselves up from the ground. Staggering yet utterly resolute, they began to gather around Zhou Tianhao.
Staring at the token held high by Zhou Tianhao, Qian Yuxi felt a strange, eerie light wash over her. Her heart gave a violent lurch, and a strong sense of foreboding rose within her. Knitter her delicate brows, her lovely eyes filled with vigilance, she said in a low, deliberate tone, "That token gives off a bizarre aura. They must be about to cast some kind of forbidden art. We absolutely cannot let them succeed!"
Murong Guan was equally terrified, her palms slick with sweat. Hearing Qian Yuxi's words, she instinctively tightened her grip on her weapon, nodding frantically without being able to utter a single syllable, her eyes brimming with agreement and resolve.
Chapter 172