"What do you wish me to do?" Bai Qingyue plainly asked.
"I will pose as you, but you must do two things for me." Bai Zhang cleared his throat and continued, "The first would be to assist me with breaking the curse. I am tracing your mother for this exact purpose. My informants have told me that she is in contact with a wise sage who has the power to divine the future of gods. This sage has knowledge of how to break our family's curse. I wish for you to find that sage and bring him to me. As for the second request…"
Bai Zhang drawled on as he tried to pinpoint his son's reaction to his demands. However, it was nearly impossible to tell. Bai Qingyue's visage had reverted to his natural mask of icy indifference as he tilted his face towards him.
