"What is this?"
"Madea's identity token?" Zeng Mu recognized it, and his voice rose to a sharp pitch.
He did not understand why she would do this. He had never handled anything like it before, but he knew very well that personal tokens symbolizing someone's identity were extremely important. Only someone deeply important and close to the owner could be allowed to touch one. Otherwise, if it fell into malicious hands, it would deal a considerable blow to both the owner's safety and the token's credibility.
Thus, Madea must have thought long and hard before deciding to give him this token. That was Zeng Mu's conclusion.
Just because I danced with her? He still felt that things had moved a little too quickly. Madea was certainly charming, but to him, that was all. She had enchanted him for the duration of a dance, nothing more. After all, he knew exactly what he needed to do. Precisely because of that, and because he had never believed in love at first sight, he would only grow more rational, keeping love from going to his head.
From Madea's perspective, however, things were entirely different. She truly had fallen for Nameless at first sight. In her more than ten years of living in the Temple Capital, she had never seen a man so outstanding and charming. He seemed to radiate a restrained brilliance that could not be concealed, one that would someday reveal itself fully to everyone. She was the first to glimpse a sliver of that hidden radiance.
Had it been Tonyson or Xia Bojin, they would have understood the moment they saw the identity token: it was a sign of consent. They would have set out immediately, roaming the palace in search of Madea's bedchamber, showing the token to gain passage from