Emperor Quan scanned him, pondered for a moment, and then tossed a question at him in a tone that was neither salty nor bland.
"Do you believe it?"
Iron Hand shook his head, "I... I've never encountered such a thing."
What an answer from the gods.
Emperor Quan's brows were furrowed as he scrutinized him, his handsome face showing no hint of emotion, a sharp and fierce look gleaming in his black eyes as he spoke very slowly, one word at a time, uttering just three words.
"I don't believe."
His certainty eased the tension that Iron Hand had been holding in his heart.
Almost at the same time, he let out a sigh of relief but could not help but ask with concern.
"Are you not planning to tell Teacher Zhan about this matter?"
Comrade Iron Hand was too sharp, hitting directly on the key point of the issue.
