The [Seven-Hued Treasure Brocade] was not merely something other than the Sea Clan's inherited supreme treasure-it came from the Hengyang Lu Clan, which had exterminated them. How was Hai Dengshen making offerings to the [Seven-Hued Treasure Brocade] any different from taking a thief for his father?
Oh, no, there was a difference. After all, Hai Dengshen had taken it for his ancestor.
"What do you mean?! Explain yourself! What do you mean?!"
Hai Dengshen was so agitated that he scrambled straight up from the floor, demanding answers over and over.
Qin Tianyi clicked his tongue and shook his head, kindly explaining, "Still don't understand? This [Seven-Hued Treasure Brocade] doesn't belong to your Sea Clan. It belongs to the Hengyang Lu Clan!"
Hai Dengshen was utterly stunned, unable to accept this revelation. He kept muttering that it was impossible, convinced Qin Tianyi was saying it deliberately.
"Impossible, impossible! You must be lying to me! You must be! This is our clan's supreme treasure! How could it belong to our enemies?!" Hai Dengshen cried, his eyes wide.
"You really won't shed a tear until you see the coffin. But I have no need to prove anything to you," Qin Tianyi said, shaking his head.
His conclusion about the [Seven-Hued Treasure Brocade]'s origins was only a conjecture. Though he was utterly certain it belonged to the Hengyang Lu Clan, he had no concrete evidence. Hai Dengshen would never believe him.
It did not matter.
He was not the one taking a thief for his father, after all. What did it matter to him whether Hai Dengshen believed it?
Having finished his questioning, Zhang Yuan recalled the stone gate sealing the Palace and asked another question. "Where did you get that stone gate?"
Such a large piece of East Gate Mountain Fengshui Stone surely