It closely resembled a heavy command tally meticulously carved from a rare, pitch-black dark metal, with several intricate, sinister patterns and a specific family crest deeply engraved across its gleaming surface.
The exact moment Zhang Zhenyu laid eyes on the command tally, his expression instantly darkened into a terrifying mask of rage. All the gentle warmth completely vanished from his face, replaced entirely by a chilling, razor-sharp coldness. It was glaringly obvious to everyone present that he recognised the owner of the object immediately.
"See? I told you so." Bai Xifeng smiled faintly, crossing her arms with a knowing look. "If you dig deep enough, you are always bound to find something completely unexpected."
