The night was dark. There was only the sound of uniform footsteps and armor rubbing against each other as the patrol team walked past. Song Jingchen carefully avoided the patrols with the five Demon Guards and stopped at the back door of a residence called the Cherishing Flower Pavilion.
After knocking on the courtyard door, it opened a crack from the inside. A woman with heavy makeup stuck her head out and saw six men in black standing outside. Her expression changed. "You…"
Before she could finish, Song Jingchen took out a palm-sized token.
The moment she saw the token, the fear on the woman's face immediately turned into respect. She quickly turned around and let Song Jingchen and the others in.
Although the three countries had always maintained peace, no one was a fool. They naturally planted spies among the other countries and established their intelligence systems.
