The Embroidered Envoy was a taboo existence in the hearts of most Zhou Dynasty subjects. Often, when children were being disobedient, parents would tell their children that they would be captured by the Embroidered Envoy if they kept crying. Those children wouldn’t dare to cry anymore.

Even though that example was a bit extreme, the Embroidered Envoys were definitely terrifying existences to most people. And that was just referring to ordinary Embroidered Envoys, let alone one of the legendary golden token envoys.

“Golden Token Eleven!” Sang Hong and the others immediately felt much more at ease when they saw his appearance.

Zu An raised his head and called out, “Sir Eleven has arrived; Sir Eleven is here!”

The morale of the Armed Escort Army immediately received a huge boost. On the contrary, Dong Jin’s expression became much uglier. But with things already the way they were, he couldn't just surrender, right?

“No matter how strong he is, he is just one person!” Dong Jin exclaimed with a cold snort. At the same time, he prepared for a sudden ambush from the other party.

Just then, Golden Token Eleven seemed to pick up a musical instrument. His hand moved along the...