"What is this?"
Mu Qingge looked at the tray in front of her, holding several tokens, and turned to Si Mo in confusion.
Si Mo said casually, "Huangfu Haotian sent them, saying they're meant for you to decide the remaining few who will qualify to enter the Ancient Ruins."
"..." Mu Qingge was at a loss for words.
This feeling of having a powerful backer was truly unique.
Since when was it up to a small noble from a third-class country like her to decide the rankings of the Linchuan Conference?
Mu Qingge flipped through the tokens in the tray, which were marked with the names of six countries. These were the six countries participating in the Linchuan Conference.
Three third-class countries, three second-class countries.
"Wait a minute." Mu Qingge's eyes lit up as she picked up the token labeled Qin Country, shook it in front of Si Mo, and said with a strange expression, "How could they make this mistake?"
Si Mo glanced up, his amber eyes scanning the words on the token.
