C429 The War of the Martial House
Seeing that Qin Feng had agreed, the Third Lord also nodded his head and revealed a faint smile.
Then, he took out a piece of translucent token.
In Qin Feng's hand, traces of extremely cold energy constantly seeped into the center of his palm, causing him to uncontrollably shiver.
Qin Feng nodded.
After the token changed owners