When Lin Ruoyun slammed the Token onto the table, it rang out with a sharp crack.
Li Ruofeng froze. Then he saw the writing on the Token, and his expression changed abruptly.
Qin An's gaze also fell on the Token.
When he saw the writing on it, realization dawned.
A single character, "Liu," was written on its face, and it radiated an air of bloodshed and battle.
Though the Token was an inanimate object, it gave off a presence no one dared look straight at, as if thousands of soldiers and horses were hidden within it.
The moment the Token appeared, Qin An finally understood why he had sensed a trace of familiarity about Lin Ruoyun.
That presence came from the Token. Like the Pacifying Distant King's, it carried the aura of the army.
But it differed from the Pacifying Distant King's in one respect. If the king was a sharp sword, this Token was a spear that could pierce the clouds.
Qin An knew what the Token represented.
Only one person had risen through the military ranks and held a position comparable to the Pacifying Distant King's: Marshal Liu, the last of the Great Zhou Kingdom's high-ranking figures who had yet to appear, and the man in charge of affairs along the border.
Clearly, the Daoist before him, Lin Ruoyun, had likely entered Marshal Liu's service.
After slamming down the Token, Lin Ruoyun said with unruffled composure, "Senior brother, now that you've seen this Token, you should know who stands behind me. To tell you the truth, after you expelled me from the Azure Cloud Daoist Temple, I went straight into the army."
"Every year since then, I've rendered great service to Marshal Liu. In return, I've earned his appreciation and trust."
"Marshal Liu said he fully supports my