"Then we are saved!" exclaimed the Head of the Undead Race, his initial sadness replaced by exhilaration. He now felt invincible.
Gu Chaoyan lightly tapped her own head.
"Of course!"
Every member of the Undead Race was now on their knees, certain that salvation was at hand.
"What was I thinking?" Gu Chaoyan berated herself. "I must be out of my mind."
"Go and fetch your manager. I need to inquire about the situation here," Gu Chaoyan declared, adopting an authoritative tone.
The two Undead Race individuals greeted her respectfully and kowtowed several more times.
Gu Chaoyan heaved a sigh of relief.
Surprisingly, the authority token had proven effective and saved her at this crucial juncture.
It was a stroke of luck.
