Du Yongquan seemed surprised by how abruptly Yang Qing's thoughts leaped from one point to another. The sudden change of subject left him momentarily dazed.
"Hurry up. The Young Master is waiting." Growing impatient, Mu Feng prodded Du Yongquan's elbow with his sword sheath.
Du Yongquan came to his senses. Only after a long pause did he nod and say, "You're right. The duties of the Twelve Holy Envoys have continued to this day."
This time, Ouyang Lin, Bu Er, and the others all let out sighs of wonder.
Hundreds of years had passed, enough for Sea Changes to take place. Even Emperor Zhetian had fallen, and the Eastern Radiance Ancient Kingdom no longer existed. Yet the duties of the Twelve Holy Envoys had still not vanished?
It truly was a strange and baffling affair.
Why were these people still carrying out their duties?
"According to you, now that the Bone Jade Signet Ring, one of those tokens, is in my hands, I'm one of the new Twelve Holy Envoys? But I have no idea what a Holy Envoy is supposed to do."
Du Yongquan said nothing. He did not even dare glance at Yang Qing, and his body trembled slightly.
Yang Qing circled him twice, then suddenly asked, "You and Lin Zhong should know perfectly well what the Rootless Wood and the Bone Jade Signet Ring are really used for. Am I right?"
Du Yongquan's entire body shuddered at those words.
But he continued to hold out, refusing to utter a single word.
If he revealed this matter, there was no telling what would become of their fate.
"It's only human nature that you don't want to talk. After all, this concerns your lives and everything you possess."
Yang Qing looked at Du Yongquan, his expression utterly calm.
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