Liangshan Island, Wu Song held the token and arrived at the island's external affairs reception area, where he idly sat and drank a cup of tea.
He was so shocked by the situation here that his hands were shaking slightly, and his eyes were full of the strange magical treasures flying in the sky and those running on the ground made of steel and crystal.
The whole island looked peculiar, seemingly out of place with their world.
A young man quickly came over, entered the room, and greeted Wu Song with cupped fists, saying, "Apologies, for keeping you waiting!"
Wu Song felt a bit embarrassed and hurriedly waved his hands and said, "No, no, it's me who is disturbing you."
The young man sat down opposite him and said, "My name is Kylin. My father already knows about your matter. He asks you to go back first, and three days later, we will send someone to assist you."
"Really?"
Wu Song widened his eyes, surprised at how easily things were handled.
