Zhou Qing's words left Yang Chen unable to fathom his purpose.
What exactly did Zhou Qing want?
Yang Chen said warily, "Deputy Gate Master Zhou Qing, you jest. What ability do I have? That assassin merely seemed to have a rather poor brain, and I only managed to seize an opportunity to capture him. If I truly encountered a more formidable assassin, I'm afraid I'd have no way to deal with him."
Zhou Qing was also a smart man. How could he fail to notice the guardedness in Yang Chen's words? He said, "Gate Master Yang, could we speak inside?"
Yang Chen paused, sinking into thought.
After turning it over in his mind, he ultimately did not refuse. Zhou Qing would not dare openly do anything to him. After all, everyone harbored some fear of the Great Emperor, and no one would gamble with his own life.
Since that was the case, the other party's purpose deserved careful consideration.
Though curious, Yang Chen said, "Nothing could suit me better. Please."
Zhou Qing said nothing outwardly, but inwardly nodded in secret, praising Yang Chen's courage. He had originally thought Yang Chen would not have the nerve to invite him inside, but unexpectedly, he had still underestimated Yang Chen.
The two entered the room together. Zhou Qing was exceedingly composed as he sat down without ceremony.
Yang Chen sat down as well, meeting Zhou Qing's gaze.
"Deputy Gate Master Zhou Qing, if you have something to say, say it plainly. There are only the two of us now. There's no need for you to hide things. You returned after leaving in order to deceive others and keep Fu Yunhe from discovering you, wasn't it? You must have a purpose for doing this." Yang Chen went straight to the point.
Seeing that Yang