The middleman pocketed the difference!
Fang Xinglan could not be bothered to expose him.
After all, if anyone found a Bronze Token and handed it in, he and Qin Yuanbai would have to split the rewards equally.
If Qin Yuanbai wanted to keep everything for himself,
that was simply impossible.
It benefited him.
Naturally, Fang Xinglan had no reason to refuse.
After the Qianyuan Sacred Ground issued its orders, Great Zhao circulated the same orders as well.
Everyone was searching for the Bronze Tokens.
As for the rumors that Evil Fiends were sealed inside the tokens, everyone else remained skeptical.
After all, no one knew
whether that was true.
But there was one thing they could be certain of: the Bronze Tokens were extremely valuable. Otherwise, the Myriad Races would not all have mobilized.
However,
most of the Myriad Races were searching for the tokens to complete the mission. Few intended to use the tokens themselves.
They could not be certain what would happen if they used one.
If it contained a Supreme Treasure, that would be fine.
But if it really contained an Evil Fiend, the losses would be enormous.
Compared with the uncertainty surrounding the tokens,
the rewards offered by the Myriad Races were far more tempting.
"The Bronze Token!"
Several players sat inside a restaurant.
On the table before them lay a sheet of paper bearing a drawing of a token. It was none other than the Bronze Token the Myriad Races were searching for.
As he looked at the token,
Fu Moyan wore a strange expression. For some reason, the Bronze Token looked familiar to him.
But why it looked familiar,
he could not recall just then.
"Say, do any of you think this token looks a little familiar?" someone suddenly asked.
At those words,
the