Inside the pavilion.

Feng Shang'an saw An Qinghou.

"This is the long sword. Please keep it, Marquis Anqing."

Feng Shang'an handed the package in his hand to An Qinghou.

Marquis Anqing took the long sword and glanced at the scabbard. He felt dizzy for a while. He immediately calmed down and the dizzy feeling disappeared.

I was horrified in my heart. The scabbard had such power, so what would it look like with a long knife in the scabbard?

He had the urge to pull away the long knife.

But he suppressed the desires in his heart.

Even if he wanted to watch it, he wouldn't watch it here.

"Master Marquis, the things have been handed over to you. Let's take our leave."

Feng Shang'an didn't want to stay here any longer.

He always felt that something was wrong with the atmosphere here.

"You want to leave, but you can't!"

At this moment, a man with a figure like a lion came out of the darkness.

Behind him were several men wearing gold lion patterns.

In the Zhou Dynasty, the dragon was a symbol of imperial centralization.

And this lion is the symbol of the Tianjian Division, the most powerful secret organization in the Zhou Dynasty.

"Tianjian Division, the three-awakened lion Ren Weian."

When they saw the old man coming, Feng Shang'an and An Qinghou showed surprise on their faces.

"Why don't you want to see me?"

Seeing the horrified looks on the two men's faces, Ren Weian turned to Marquis Anqing and said, "Marquis Anqing, give me what you have in your hands. You can leave now."
Chapter completed!