A silver metal token fell into Chen Yu's hand, the center of the token engraved with the word "Battle."
"Only those who have made great contributions to the Great Yu Alliance might be rewarded with a battle token. It is a symbol of honor."
"I've heard that, to date, throughout the entire Great Yu Realm, below the kings, there are no more than six people who possess a battle token."
Ye Luofeng also stared at the battle token in Chen Yu's hand.
The Burning Sword King had already left, leaving only the two of them here.
Chen Yu's hand, originally on Ye Luofeng's back, slid down to her slender willow waist, gently pulling her closer, as Ye Luofeng leaned against his shoulder.
The scenery was picturesque, the mist and clouds swirling, the radiance dazzling, as if they were in a fairyland.
In this dreamy fairyland, it seemed as if only the two of them existed, and even time seemed to be frozen in this moment.
However, this was only their fantasy.
