Yang Qing wanted very much to know what other properties the Thumb Ring and Rootless Wood in his possession had beyond those he already knew about.
These secrets must have been buried deep. They had already discussed this before: apart from the person behind everything and his closest subordinates, probably no one else in the world knew.
All this time, Yang Qing and the others had remained on the back foot, searching for a chance to uncover this hidden information.
Qin Yue should have known about this, but Yang Qing did not want to learn the truth through him.
Perhaps, deep down, he still wanted to leave them both a little room to maneuver.
Once everything was laid bare, there would be nothing left to say.
But the two men before him were different. They had no connection to Yang Qing beyond the dealings their missions brought about.
To put it bluntly, theirs was a relationship in which one side had to die for the other to live.
Thus, Yang Qing had no intention whatsoever of joining forces with them.
Besides, these two could not compare to Qin Yue.
Their greed ran deep. Deal with people like them for too long, and there was no telling when they might stab him in the back.
"You needn't trouble yourself trying to find out about this anymore. Knowing won't do any of you any good."
The man spoke. "All you need to know is that handing them over will keep you alive. That's enough."
Yang Qing gave a series of cold sneers. "Keep us alive? Is that how your master sent you two out here? Our lives have always been in our own hands. Even your master wouldn't dare come out in the open and say something like that to us now."