Asura and Di Tian had not left, their gazes were calm as they landed on Qin Hao, carrying a touch of chilliness.
"Qin Hao, you'd best not meddle in our affairs," Asura said indifferently. Despite his wariness, he was after all the eighth-ranked among assassins, revered almost as a deity within their circles.
Di Tian's expression was grave as he said, "Qin Hao, we all know Emperor Ye's way of doing things. It's very likely he only claimed to be your underling to boast, and in reality, this matter has nothing to do with you. We hope you won't get involved."
Emperor Ye stood to one side, silent. Although he had spoken lightly before, when it really came to the critical moment, only Qin Hao could make the real decision.
To accept or not to accept, the moment would reveal all.
"I now feel this little brother isn't too bad, you understand what I mean."
Qin Hao smiled faintly, his words completely reassuring Emperor Ye.
"Ungrateful." Asura's face showed a hint of coldness.
