Jiang Fan was slightly surprised.
The Young Emperor's reputation is so vast, has it spread to the outside world, even the Ancient Demon Realm knows?
Dead silence surrounded them.
Liu Bianhuang's gaze was like lightning, searching the crowd, quickly landing on the crown on Jiang Fan's forehead, raising an eyebrow:
"Didn't your Central Earth snatch an Ancient Token?"
"Why isn't the Young Emperor here, but you, an unknown person?"
As soon as this was said, all eyes gathered on Jiang Fan.
Jiang Fan chuckled:
"I seized the token, why should he come?"
Liu Bianhuang's eyes suddenly sharpened, his tone becoming more sinister: "You seized the token?"
He sized up Jiang Fan, then suddenly sneered: "Hmph, so it's you!"
Hmm?
Jiang Fan frowned, puzzled.
Does this person know him?
His fame isn't anywhere near that of the Young Emperor, is it?
Until Liu Bianhuang pulled out a handful of silver-white sand from the Space Storage Device, his tone becoming even more cold:
