Zhu Qingquan did not answer. Instead, he turned his gaze toward Huang Xiao.
The other two did the same. They were now very interested in Huang Xiao's saber.
Earlier, they had thought this saber was, at most, one of the more powerful spiritually attuned weapons. After all, the lad had been sent by Senior Xuan Yuanjun, so his saber could not be of too low a grade.
But now it seemed the two of them had still underestimated it.
For a moment, Huang Xiao did not know where to begin.
"You two, go outside first," Zhu Qingquan said, glancing at them.
The two could only withdraw helplessly.
"Can you speak now?" Zhu Qingquan asked. "Since Xuan Yuanjun sent you to this old man, you ought to trust me. No third person here will learn what you say."
Before Huang Xiao could speak, Zhu Qingquan continued, "I remember now. This Saber Soul's aura is somewhat familiar. I don't know how you obtained this saber. Perhaps Xuan Yuanjun gave it to you, but I remember him sealing this saber-no, this Saber Soul-in another realm back then. It probably wouldn't be so easy for him to go there now. What exactly happened?"
Hearing Zhu Qingquan mention these things, Huang Xiao instead breathed a sigh of relief.
He knew Zhu Qingquan could already guess some of it.
Since that was the case, he might as well tell him everything he had originally intended to keep secret.
Just as Zhu Qingquan had said, since Senior Xuanyuan trusted him, Huang Xiao could trust him too.
He had been worrying too much earlier.
And so Huang Xiao recounted how he had gone from the Central Plains to the Martial World, then to the Ancient World.
Although he could not tell him everything, he still mentioned everything related