About an hour later, it was finally Chen Xuan's turn.
"Take out the token issued by the Three Judicial Departments of the mansion."
The leading young guard spoke expressionlessly.
Chen Xuan glanced at him slightly, looking somewhat indifferent.
Then he handed over the yellow token in his hand.
But even with the yellow token, his expression did not change at all; he just glanced at him again and then began to carefully inspect it.
A trace of Spiritual Power was injected into it.
Immediately, a special pattern emerged.
At this moment, he raised his head again, looking at Chen Xuan with a peculiar expression.
"What's the matter?"
Chen Xuan asked.
"Are you the Prince Xuan of Molan Mansion?"
The man asked.
This question left Chen Xuan slightly stunned. He, a prince from a remote part, was so famous?
Even the City Guards of the Imperial City know him?
"Prince Xuan, you needn't be so surprised. There are probably very few in the Imperial City who don't know you!"
"What?"
