C710 The North Suppressing King!!

"Prince Token!"

The Hall Master's face contorted wildly in shock.

"How could you possibly possess the Prince Token?!"

Wrinkles furrowed the Hall Master's aged face like deep crevices, transforming his entire visage into something resembling a chrysanthemum.

His frame shook subtly, his complexion shifting continuously. After a long silence, he solemnly half-knelt in the void