Thinking of this, his thoughts raced, suddenly recalling a possibility, his footsteps suddenly halted.
Zhang Qiangu saw him stop and couldn't help but turn back, his eyes flickering as he said, "True Master, why have you stopped walking?"
Zhang Yan glanced at him, smiled subtly, and said, "No need to go through any trouble, I'll just hand the command token to Master Zhang."
Zhang Qiangu was stunned, his eyes filled with wild joy, eagerly reaching out his hand, "That's great."
Zhang Yan's eyes narrowed slightly, the smile on his face unchanged, his hand slowly reaching into his sleeve, but deep in his eyes, there was a hint of coldness hidden.
Just then, a streak of rainbow light flew in from outside the Dao Palace, suddenly interposing between the two.
Both of them took a step back involuntarily, and upon closer inspection, realized it was a branch of cold plum blossoms, icy flowers, jade-like branches, pink dye on snow salt, with each petal exuding fragrance.
