Wang An's eyes were full of pride. He thought he was determined to defeat Chu Xun.

"Since you know you have no choice, you'd better hand it over so as not to waste our time."

Chu Xun's expression was indifferent. He looked down and flipped his hand. Then an ancient bamboo slip appeared in his palm.

"Take it." With a wave of Chu Xun' hand, the bamboo slip flew toward Wang An.

Wang An held the bamboo slip in his hand and opened it with one ...