"Shouldn't there be more than just the Tiger Bone Token?" Ran Lei was somewhat excited. This was indeed his father's token, made with a special technique that couldn't be imitated by others—it was the token of their Huaka Tribe's chief.
"Of course, you also have to mention my old name." Dao Xuzi chuckled, "Ming Xu."
"Senior," Ran Lei suddenly bowed with both hands.
"What's going on?" Dao Xuzi took a step back and casually pulled Gu Qingheng's sleeve, "Is my name so famous? Can people recognize me even in these remote mountains and forests?"
Gu Qingheng rolled his eyes and pushed his hand away disdainfully. They recognize the Tiger Bone Token, it's not about knowing you!
"I'm Ran Anong's son, Ran Lei," Ran Lei no longer hid his identity. "My father once told us that whenever someone comes with the Tiger Bone Token and mentions the senior's name, we must assist them to the fullest extent. I didn't expect to encounter you here."
