The three people present were stunned silent by Mu Chen's shout, taking nearly three seconds to react. Even Wan Xian'Er, who had learned just last night that Mu Chen could save Ying'Er, couldn't help but stare at him in astonishment.
At that moment, as the Grand Elder of the Ding Palace, Wan Xianlin finally made the call of a true decision-maker: he would trust Mu Chen!
"Yalan, what are you gaping at? Do as the Saint Heir says! This is my token!" As he spoke, Wan Xianlin tossed Yalan a shimmering golden leaf. Engraved upon it were nine silver-white veins—it was the token representing the highest authority in the Ding Palace!
After taking the Grand Elder's token, Yalan acknowledged the order and departed. As she left, however, she shot Mu Chen a shocked glance, for she had clearly heard the Grand Elder's name for him—Saint Heir.
"Xian'Er, Saint Heir, follow me!"
