The sharp eyes of Daoyang Zhenren and Yang Guang glanced at the young man a few times, making the young man feel like he fell into an ice cellar, and his legs were a little weak.

Yang Guang played with the token for a moment, then threw it to the young man again, and said casually: "I have heard of it as well. This is indeed the disciple token of the Wandu Sect's disciple. You can leave."

The young man was filled with joy, and after worshiping respectfully, he flew away from the city gate.
Chapter completed!