"Since you know, that's good."
Sun Xiaoxiang took out something from his bosom and tossed it to Chu Qing:
"The Celestial Demon Robe, he took it with him, and this is what he asked me to pass on to you... saying it's your reward."
Chu Qing raised an eyebrow, the assassination mission of the two guards and one King was proposed by the Wandering Sect, and at that time, the old beggar offered a generous reward.
But now holding it in his hand, this thing doesn't feel significant.
Unwrapping the white cloth surrounding the item, he found a palm-sized sword-shaped token inside.
Chu Qing took a closer look:
"What is this thing?"
As for the Celestial Demon Robe, Chu Qing never really cared.
It's just something for suicide or perish together; taking it away is fine.
"...He has many bizarre things, how would I know what it is?"
Sun Xiaoxiang shook his head:
"Alright, I've done what I promised, farewell."
