Kuyi Tulan held the small golden sphere in his hand, admiring it as if it were an exquisite piece of art.
"This is the meaning of eternity!" Kuyi Tulan exclaimed, his tone filled with pride. It seemed as though this small golden sphere was the treasure he had pursued all along, and he was now displaying it.
"What's the use of showing this thing? And what does it have to do with Dastan?" Igor pressed again, determined to wrench the answer from Kuyi Tulan.
Kuyi Tulan turned his head and looked at Igor calmly, his expression seeming to ask, How can you be so unmoved by such an astonishing object? Don't you feel even the slightest tremor of excitement?
This golden sphere has nothing to do with me, Igor thought. What he wanted was news of Dastan. After so much vague talk, Kuyi Tulan now produced a golden sphere. Is he trying to make a fool of me?
