"Ye Huang! You must get the snake skull back immediately, never let Ling Mohan take the beads," Liang Qiu said, "Trust me one more time, go and get the items back!"
"What beads, what are they for?" Ye Huang feigned ignorance.
"The beads..." Liang Qiu abruptly stopped speaking, a variety of emotions flashing through his eyes.
After struggling for two minutes, he said in a low voice, "They are said to be treasures of the mortal world, able to resurrect the dead and grant eternal youth."
"Ridiculous! How is that possible?" Fu Xue scoffed, looking at Liang Qiu as if he were an idiot.
Liang Qiu smiled bitterly, "Yeah? How could they resurrect the dead and grant eternal youth?"
"But you still went and stole them." Ye Huang gazed coldly at Liang Qiu, his sharp eyes seemingly piercing enough to bore a hole in him.
"Ye Huang, you're not after any treasure either. We're all the same, each serving his own master. Enough with the nonsense, do whatever you want with me!"
