"Two people?" Looking at the mysterious air Jiang Cheng was putting on, Qin Hao felt curious. Who was Jiang Cheng taking him to meet?
Could these two actually help me survive on the Southern Frontier Battlefield?
Qin Hao did not understand, but he did not dwell on it. Although he had not interacted much with Jiang Cheng before, he could tell that Jiang Cheng was not a thoroughly vicious man.
He would not go so far as to call Jiang Cheng a great philanthropist, but at least Jiang Cheng would not harm him for no reason.
Of course, one could know a man's face without knowing his heart. Qin Hao would not trust Jiang Cheng without reservation. At the very least, they needed to understand each other better.
"Go collect your Military Token first! Qin Hao, I'll wait here," Jiang Cheng said excitedly.
"All right."
Qin Hao did not refuse. He knew no one on the Southern Frontier Battlefield, and Jiang Cheng was the only somewhat familiar person he had encountered.
Since Jiang Cheng was willing to take him along, there was no harm in going together.
Qin Hao immediately stepped toward the Military Supplies Office building ahead.
The dozen or so armored men standing at the entrance merely glanced at Qin Hao and the Qiankun Sect disciple Token he presented, then looked away without stopping him at all.
He entered the Military Supplies Office without trouble.
In roughly the time it took to drink half a cup of tea, Qin Hao emerged holding an indestructible, palm-sized Token made from an unknown material that glowed blue.
Smooth.
The process of collecting his Military Token had gone incredibly smoothly.
Qin Hao had merely presented his Qiankun Sect disciple Token, and the person responsible for issuing Military Tokens had handed one straight