Naturally, the so-called ‘Golden Token Eleven’ in the room was Pei Mianman. If one were to ask who in this world understood Zu An the most, whose relationship with him was closest to one of husband and wife in this world, it wouldn’t be Chu Chuyan, nor would it be Zheng Dan; rather, it would be Pei Mianman, who had spent several decades with Zu An in the Yinxu dungeon. She knew about Zu An’s Golden Token Eleven identity, of course. Zu An had even left a set of his clothes with her.

When she had learned that Zu An’s situation was unfavorable, that he might have betrayed the human race and defected to the fiend races, she almost lost her head out of anxiety. That was why she had decided to just dress up as a man and try to save him with Golden Token Eleven’s identity.

However, she hadn’t expected her cover to be blown so quickly. She had clearly done her best to hide her identity, and even tied up her chest to make it smaller, so how could they tell? However, she could only brace herself...