The golden statue, sealing away Old Qin, stands as a monumental presence at headquarters.
It serves both as a memorial and a deterrent.
It tells some people that although Old Qin is in a dire state and has fallen into slumber, he is still here, not entirely gone; he might awaken at a crucial moment.
This open display is much better than making Old Qin disappear in secrecy.
After all, if Old Qin were to vanish for too long, some ghost controllers might think he's already dead, and only by doing this can it serve as a deterrent.
"The supernatural power can keep a person from dying, yet Old Qin seems to have aged to death; it seems somewhat improper." Yang Jian frowned, looking at Shen Liang.
Shen Liang hesitated for a moment before speaking in a low voice: "He's deeply entangled with the supernatural, the common supernatural powers can't affect him. If he tries to forcibly control new vengeful ghosts, then Old Qin will become even more at risk."
"I see." Yang Jian understood.
