Lu Xuan's sharp question exploded beside the handsome young man's ears like a sudden clap of thunder from clear ground.
Did he dare take it? In his heart, he wanted it. But he absolutely did not dare take away the Demon Control Token that was within arm's reach.
If he seized the Demon Control Token from Lu Xuan's hands, that would be questioning Cang Wu Zhenren of the Core Formation Realm, no different from slapping a Core Formation True Person in the face in public.
Give him a hundred more guts, and he still would not dare do such a thing.
He looked at the Demon Control Token lying quietly on the table, then his gaze slowly shifted to Lu Xuan, who sat there calm and unruffled. His face turned blue, then white.
"Junior Brother Lu, we were rude. We should not have doubted Junior Brother Lu's ability. In the future, whatever Junior Brother instructs us to do, we will definitely obey the arrangements and do our best."
Sun Yun lowered his head and promised Lu Xuan.
"Then I'll have to trouble Senior Brother Sun and the other junior brothers. If any problems arise with the Spirit Beasts in the future, you may come find me at any time."
Seeing Sun Yun's attitude, Lu Xuan's tone softened somewhat.
Sun Yun and the others took their leave from him one after another.
After their auras disappeared, Lu Xuan put away the Demon Control Token on the table.
The four of them had originally wanted to vent before him their resentment at not being able to get the Demon Control Token, but to their surprise, he had directly shifted the contradiction.
Didn't you want the token? I'll give it to you—but do you dare accept it? Cowed by the reputation of a