The air felt heavy, and the temperature seemed to have dropped. At least, that's what both Duan Ting and Liu Ying sensed when Yang Qing asked his question.
It was clear this wasn't just a simple inquiry about whether they wanted his help. There were implications—significant ones—underscored by the seriousness in Yang Qing's tone.
Despite the weight of the moment, Duan Ting only needed a second to compose himself before giving his answer.
"Yes, esteemed Judge Yang Qing," he said, cupping his fists and lowering his head. "We need your help. We have nothing of worth to offer other than our lives and gratitude. Whatever you require, we will provide without hesitation." His voice trembled slightly, heavy with emotion.
Liu Ying mirrored the gesture, cupping her fists as she bowed deeply. She spoke just one simple sentence:
"Thank you, Judge Yang Qing."
