Qi Yue snorted coldly, saying, "He's my friend, Oglas. Are you questioning me? What right does someone like you have to interfere in my business?" He found the hypocritical members of The Church currently in front of him to be even more detestable than those from the Darkness Council. His tone suddenly became harsh.
Oglas shook his head, not angered by Qi Yue's rudeness. "No, no, no, this is not just any matter. Mr. Qi, there's a saying in Yan Huang, 'a just man has nothing to hide.' We're here for the sacred source. To prevent it from falling into the wrong hands, I kindly request you to hand it over to us."
Qi Yue said, "So you consider me to be one of the wrong hands?"
Oglas said, "That's not exactly what I meant, but I believe The Church is better equipped to protect the sacred source. I hope Mr. Qi, you will not make this difficult for us."
Qi Yue defiantly said, "what if I refuse? What will you do, bite me?"
