C514 Decisive Decision 4(1)

In the venue of the Iron Blood Conference, a bright smile appeared on Qingcang's face. The expressionless Qin Yiming said in a low voice, "Old Senior Qin, the time for an incense stick to burn has passed. It seems like no one from the Iron Blood Mercenary Group has come. Should we hand over the City Lord Token as promised? ”

Qin Yiming's face revealed a trace of dejection