Yao Shen can't be sure that Qing Yu is going to talk about him, but he'd bet that anything related to one of the ghost kings, and a demon king is bound to have left an impression.
Qing Yu sets down his teacup and smooths the fabric of his robe over his legs. "There are many tales I could tell, but I think a new arrival like young master would never have heard about something like this. It happened centuries ago."
Yao Shen still doesn't know how much he's risking by being here, if he'll be recognized, and if news of his visit will ever make it to the ghost kings. Si Wang thinks they're on the same side now, but who knows how long that will last for.
It's best not too draw too much attention to himself, so Yao Shen simply nods, indicating that Qing Yu should go on.
