C1196 The Mission of the Holy Courtyard(part I)

A cold, indifferent voice echoed from above, commanding attention and respect. The old man in the black robe had eyes as sharp as daggers, scrutinizing Qiao Gao with an undeniable authority. It was as if any dissent from Qiao Gao would be met with immediate and overwhelming force.

"Boom!"

Qiao Gao looked up, his eyebrows slightly furrowed, as he caught the summons token. This token