So to him, no matter how grim his fate seemed, as long as he was alive, there was always a chance things might one day turn in his favor.
With a small measure of newfound calm, the cultivator tentatively asked, "What is it you want to know?"
Sensing the shift in him, Yang Qing replied, "First, what's your name?"
"My name is Xie Han," the man answered.
"You didn't lie," Yang Qing said noncommittally, his gaze drifting to the clover seal.
"I know you're not from the Wan family, so... who are you with?" he asked.
Xie Han paused briefly before finally replying, "I'm a guest elder of the Huang family."
"Another true statement," Yang Qing noted, with a faint trace of praise in his tone. Then his gaze grew more curious.
"A guest elder from the Huang family, yet you're sneaking around this close to Wan family territory," Yang Qing said in a slow, conspiratorial tone.
