"Why should I let you see them?" Han Sen asked, his voice relaxed and unhurried. He casually rolled up the paper, then turned a cold glance on Liyu Zhen as he spoke.
Liyu Zhen looked at Han Sen with disdain, then chuckled darkly. "You are with the Very High now."
"Yes. And?" Han Sen's face remained expressionless.
Liyu Zhen wasn't annoyed. Instead, he smiled and said, "I just want you to know that if a Very High asks something of you, you cannot say no."
"Oh, yeah? I just said it. What are you going to do about it?" Han Sen said.
Han Sen thought Liyu Zhen was going to fight him, but it didn't seem like Liyu Zhen was going to go that far. He just continued to stare coolly at Han Sen, and then, the third eye in his forehead opened. His black and white pupils looked like a tai chi yin yang symbol. That black and white symbol began to spin. It looked like some invisible light was brewing within it.
