"Ning'er, you wouldn't still be thinking..."
Xiao Ning snapped out of her trance and, seeing her father's gaze, immediately stomped her foot in annoyance, "Dad, what are you imagining now!"
After speaking, she hesitated for a moment, then raised the token, her expression gradually becoming serious as she spoke, "I just feel that the craftsmanship of this token is something that the Three Tigers Camp might not be able to produce. Even if what that Xia Chuan said had some exaggeration, the strength of this Great Xia Camp is probably not to be underestimated, and might not be weaker than the Three Tigers Camp."
Xiao Kangcheng took the token and examined it carefully for a moment, his expression also growing grave.
